IN THE JUNGLES OF EVERYDAY LIFE

 If existence had taught me to avoid its merciless and often unjust judgments, I should certainly not have been a chattering, stumbling, half-wit boy, but rather a tough man of steel, blessed with characanism, who meets the world's oppressive challenges with a sure, sure, mature bell-ringing! If I had known that ancient, one true prayer, that when I am pressed by inevitable need-perhaps some one will stand by me, and once to teach me not only to appreciate how hard life has dealt with me,-but to learn by mastery the paternal or jungle-phonies of existence! Every man is taught by himself to go on in toleration on the compass paths of life, - to find out, when the hardest goal is reached, how to make peace and then to accept it in wavering solitude, as if discovering, according to the latest wise counsel, how and in what way to accept the wishes of life?

 Today I see! - All my blessed loved ones have protected me, and guarded me, so that even the feathered fools' hapci pranks, waiting for my sneezing, should not surprise me, and have supported me in everything, if necessary with words of encouragement or advice in trouble! - I know that I would not go far with a sample, since every carefully and meaningfully lived human fate and destiny - disposition is different, but sometimes a small wise code could be useful to reveal the jungle laws of everyday life!