Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1863-11-07
Patience.

"Champion of Truth, lover Of hu-
manity, hater Of wrong, do you grow
tired and Disguised with your fellows p
Do you grow angry when you contem-
plate instituted cruelty? Are you
tempted TO turn your back upon those
whom YOU have striven to bless, when
they stop their ears or laugh at you in
the face? Do you feel your spirit stirred
with deep disgust, or swelling with rage,
when those to whom you Lave given
your best lile-your MODEST love, your
most humane impulses, your irues; ideals
of that which is gool-condemn you,
misconstrue you aud prosecute you;-
when those whom you seek to reform,
brand you as a pestilent follow, a dis.
turber, and busy body? 1t is very
natural that you should do so, but it is
far from godlike. BE patient. If this
world of natural beauty was not made in
q minute; if j: had to 90 through con
yuItions and changes age after age, be
fore the flowers could grow, or the maze
could spring, think you that tho little
drop Of yit"l power that is in YOU car re-
form n world of mind, and bring out of
chaos the realization Of the fair ideal
that is in YOU in the brief space of your
life? Pour into your age your whole
life, If it be pure and good, and be sure
that YOU have done somethiDg-yoUr lit
tie all. There shall lie no drop of that
life wasted. Where you put 1t there il
shall be, an atom in the slow rising mon
ument Of a word redeemed to good
ness"
s.Poct, forger IF ideals, dreaming
among the possibilities of life. prophet of
the minimum, do you get impatient
with the prosaic life around you-the
dullness, and the earthliness, and tie
brulishness Of meni Fret not. Go for
ward in the realm which stretches before
you; climb the highest mountain you
can reach, and plant a cross there. The
nations viii come up 10 it some day.
Work for Immortality if you will; then
wait for il. If yeur own age fails TO rec
ognize YOU, a common age will not
Plunge into tho eternal forest that sleeps
IL
neer Of Times armies rs they march in
to the unseen and unknown. Signalize
the advance guard from afar. If you
have The privilege of living the glorious
life Of which you dream, are YOU not
paidl Why, there are countless multi
tubes who walk under the stars and new
or dream that they are beautiful. There
are crowds who trample flower into the
dust, without once thinking that they
have one of tie sweetest thoughts OF
God under their heel. There are myriaAs
of stolid eyes that gaze into tho ethereal
vermilion of a sunset without dreaming
that God lighted the fire. The world
could see no beauty in the greatest life
and Character that existed, that they
should desire it, and yet God does not
get impatient because he is not recog-
nized. The stars stud the sky as thickly
as ever; the flowers bloom as freshly as
Mt first, and breath no complaint with
their dying perfume; the sunset patiently
varies its pictures from nightfall to nigh
fall, though 10 one praises it; and Christ,
in the humble gaFb OF men and women,
looks from pure and patient eyes in every
street, and looks none the less sweet, be-
cause he is not seen. Therefore, 0 poet,
be patient though The world see not the
visions that enchant you, and remember
what companionsEip is yours. Aye, be
patient p Gold Fol-.