There are thousands to tell you it cannot be done, There are thousands to prophesy failure; There are thousands to point out to you, one by one, The dangers that wait to assail you; But just buckle in with a bit of a grin, Then take off your coat and go to it; Just start in to sing as you tackle the thing, That cannot be done and you'll do it. On the 1st day of January, 1927, Robert received a beautiful letter of commendation from his employer, Mr. Kennelworth, in which was enclosed a check for $500 as a bonus, and also notice of an advance in his salary of $50 a month. This was very gratifying to Robert, because he felt that he was making progress, and that a man who had made the great success that Mr. Kennelworth had, must have been watching him closer than he thought. He thought that Mr. Kennelworth had seen something in him worthy of advancement, so he only worked harder to show his appreciation. He wrote a letter to his friend Walter in New York telling him of his father's generosity and how much he appreciated it now that he was working, planning and saving his money, hoping to be with Walter in New York soon where he could start speculating and make a lot of money so that he could complete his great invention and do something to benefit the world. Robert wrote Marie of this good fortune which had come to him in the new year and how it had stimulated his hopes to greater things in the future. He was sure that with her love, he would continue and accomplish every desire that he had hoped for. Marie wrote him beautiful letters of encouragement, filled with love and admiration for the man that she was living for,--her ideal. She told him that she was making great progress with her studies and hoped to graduate in a few years and be an honor to him and assist him in his work. She sent a little poem, entitled: "Act the Man and Face It Out." ACT THE MAN AND FACE IT OUT Should life's storms be blowing gusty, or the road be hot and dusty, Don't give up and pull a face all glum and blue; Cheer up, man, and tackle trouble. If your efforts you redouble There'll be brighter days ahead awaiting you. Where's the use of whining, moaning, or of wasting time in droning Never yet have such things pulled a fellow thru, When you've trouble you must meet it, that's the proper way to treat it, Always bear in mind results depend on you. Never heed the whiner's chatter, 'tis right deeds that matter, That will pierce the clouds--the roughest pathway span, Every trouble is made lighter, and you'll find your outlook brighter If you tackle things and face them like a man. If you mean to conquer trouble, you must take it at the double. You must act the man and face the matter out; Tackle trouble, gamely fight it. Shirking it will never right it, Face it bravely, and your trouble you will rout. _Tid Bits._