—Emily Dickinson.
FAITHFULNESS
A wizened little Irishman applied for a job loading a ship. At first they said he was too small, but he finally persuaded them to give him a trial. He seemed to be making good, and they gradually increased the size of his load until on the last trip he was carrying a 300-pound anvil under each arm. When he was half-way across the gangplank it broke and the Irishman fell in. With a great splashing and spluttering he came to the surface.
"T'row me a rope, I say!" he shouted again. Once more he sank. A third time he rose struggling.
"Say!" he spluttered angrily, "if one uv you shpalpeens don't hurry up an' t'row me a rope I'm goin' to drop one uv these damn t'ings!"
FAME
Fame is the feeling that you are the constant subject of admiration on the part of people who are not thinking of you.