“They ain’t the ones, or so I calculate,
That get their everlastin’ fame a-workin’ by the day;
No, sir! They sort o’ grab it while you wait.
They spend their time a-thinkin’ till they strike some new idee
That’s big enough to make the hull world hum.”
“And that’s my plan for winnin’ out,” said Hank; “and so,” said he,
“I’m waitin’ for a brain-wave to come.”
Let us endeavor so to live that when we come to die even the undertaker will be sorry.—Mark Twain.
And there he sat a-waiting: in the winter by the stove,
In summer-time he sat outside the store;