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The Dreamers
By HERBERT KAUFMAN
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STIHEY are the architects of greatness. Their vision lies within their souls. They never see the
f mirages of Fact, but peer beyond the veils and mists of doubt and pierco the walls of unborn Time.
The World has accolatcd them with jeer and sneer and gibe, for worlds aro made of little men
who take but never give; who share but never spare; who cheer a grudge and grudge a cheer.
Wherefore, the paths of progress have been sobs of blood dropped from their broken hearts.
Makers of empire, they have fought for bigger things than crowns, and higher scats than thrones.
Fanfare and pageant and the right to rule or will to love are not the fires which wrought their resolu
tions into steel. Grief only streaks their hairs with silver, but has never grayed their hopes.
They are the Argonauts, the seekers of tho priceless fleece, tho Truth.
Through all the ages they have heard the voice of Destiny call to them from the unknown vasts.
They dare uncharted seas, for they are the makers of the charts. With only cloth of courage at their
masts and with no compass save their dreams, they sail away undaunted for the far, blind shores.
Their brains have wrought all human miracles. In lace of stone their spires stab the Old World's
skies and with their golden crosses kiss the sun.
The belted wheel, the trail of steel tho churning screw, are shuttles in the loom on which they
weave their magic tapestries.
A flash out in the night leaps leagues of snarling seas and cries to shore for help, which but for
one man's dream would never come.
Their tunnels plow the river bed and chain island to the Motherland.
Their wings of canvas beat the air and add the highways of the eagle to the human paths.
A God-hewn voice swells from a disc of glue and wells out through a throat of brass, caught sweet
and whole, to last beyond the maker of the song, because a dreamer dreamt.
What would you have of fancy or of fact if hands were all with which men had to build?
Your homes are sot upon the land a dreamer found. The pictures on its walls are visions from a
dreamer's soul. A dreamer's pain wails from your violin.
They are the chosen few the Blazers of the Way who never wear Doubt's bandage on their eyes
who starve and chill and hurt, but hold to courage and to hope, because they know that there is
always proof of truth for them who try, that only cowardice and lack of faith can keep the seeker from
his chosen goal; but if his heart be strong and if he dream enough and dream it hard enough, ho can
attain, no matter where men failed before.
Walls crumble and empires fall. The tidal wave sweeps from the sea and tears a fortress from its
rocks. The rotting nations drop from off Time's bough, and only things the dreamers make live on.
They are the Eternal Conquerors; their vassals are the years.
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of Victory victory in work, victory in business, victory in civics, victory in social ideals,
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He dreams as a Builder dreams a Man Builder.
This is why they have called HERBERT KAUFMAN "a pathfinder for an army of con
querors." This is why they have called HERBERT KAUFMAN "the greatest thought-molder of
our times."
This is what Mary Roberts Rinehart means when she calls HERBERT KAUFMAN a
"dreamer of big dreams" when she speaks of his "strange mixture of fire and practicality,
of fancy and fact."
This is what Edgai Beecher Bronson means when he says that the only logical explana
tion of HERBERT KAUFMAN is that "he is the reincarnation, in a single human unit, of at
least a dozen of the most heavily freighted minds of history, come among us pre-charged
with the wealth of their knowledge and wisdom" and that "all who read and well heed this
superbly gifted apostle of optimism, of work, of effort, of tireless, terrific effort, of efficiency
and self-confidence, of POSSIBILITY, cannot fail to find themselves spiritually uplifted and
materially bettered."
Whatever YOUR dreams, whatever YOUR work in the world, you will gain personal
power from reading HERBERT KAUFMAN.
"I do not marvel at all," says Ernest S. Simpson, speaking of Herbert Kaufman's articles,
"to see them pasterf above the worker's bench and above the general manager's desk, as they
may be found in store, office or factory."
HERBERT KAUFMAN is putting his newest and biggest work in a WEEKLY PAGE
that will include the splendid range of his writing leading articles, passages on great world
affairs, whimsical and powerful verses, pungent papers on business and advertising, human docu
ments on the vital needs of the hour.
The first HERBERT KAUFMAN WEEKLY PAGE will appear exclusively in
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