Between the plan and the fulfillment lies always the hazard. Heartbeat flutters, knife flashes, horse stumbles, cancer grows, more subtle foes invade. . . . Then they sit around the fire at the cave-mouth, and say, “What shall we do? Now that he is no longer here to lead us!” Or, while the great bell tolls, they gather in the court-yard, and say, “It should not have happened so. Who is there now to give us counsel?” Or they meet at the street corner, and say sadly, “Why did it have to be this way? Now there is no one to take his place.” Through all of history it runs as a plaint. “If the young
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