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THE INDIAN ADVOCATE. 181
Today we are the victim of an outrage, tomorrow of oppres sion. In fact, who will ever be able to give an account of all the tribulations, afflictions, calamities, adversities or miseries we are subject to at any period of our lives? Still, on the other hand, it is not a hairbreadth less cer tain, we possess in the Maxim of the Sacred Heart a safe and universal remedy against all imaginable ills a source of virtue, a bulwark of inexhaustible strength. For if we, too, make it a point, to unite our wills fully unto God, then our frame-work may tremble and shake, but our souls, instead of being impaired, shall become perfectly independent from anything in the universe but God. Whence, dear Maxim of the Sacred Heart: "Not my will, but Thine be done!" be henceforth indellibly stamped alike upon our hearts and our minds. "Not my will, but Thine be done," shall flow ceaselessly from our lips, shall in any misfortune be the first expression in sorrow or pain. For then, O Sacred Heart, we shall enjoy Thy peace of soul. Then, too, we may justly pride ourselves of being not com mon servants, but intimate friends, dear companions of Thine. Shakespeare: No legacy is so rich as honesty. Saadi: A grateful dog is better than an ungrateful man. Could Not Solve the Riddle, It happened not long ago that a missionary priest found himself in a railroad carriage in the company of three or four smart university students. In order to make it "hot" for the priest they began to rehash some old and stale nonsense, till finally one began to pride himself with not believing anything unless he could see and explain it. "Very well," said the priest, "you can render me a great service, if you will explain to me why it is, that an ass can stir his ears and you can't?"