Our childhood wishes determine our destiny. They die only with our bodies. They go whirling through our dreams, are the masters of our unconscious emotions, and determine the resonance of the most delicate oscillations of our souls. And with it begins the wild succession of desires, mounting ever higher and higher and finally aspiring even to the stars. From the study of our children we can learn of only one kind of desire. It is even more interesting to make a survey of what girls just past puberty do not wish to become. Not one wants to marry. The voice of the heart is deceptive and rarely betrays the individual's true gift. The biographies of great men may now and then give indications of talent manifested in childhood. But the contrary is also easily to be found.