Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1872-03-13
What Thou DOest, do Quickly.

As sit here in this quiet evening,
seem to hear over and over again -
What thou doest, do quickly" d,
what l may, think what | rcW to think
still hear the voice. as softly quiet as
the room, What thou doest do quiclly 81
Why is il / cannot read? Why is il
cannot think what will to think, with
out these words ever following me? Aud
what do they mean? What have | to do?
| have no talent, no gift of speech, no
pen of a ready writer, no beauty of face,
no sweetness Of voice. have nothing to
do. Surely the voice is not for me.
fully believe in the law of compensation,
but my case is the exception that povcs
the rule. | am here, and here | expect
to remain until die.
"Ah!" you say, ut seems sad to make
no progress in life, and find ones self 20
further on at the day Of ones death, than
at the day Of ones birth" 1t is sad. How
true that we cannot stand still as regards
our physical development; we can grow
as the trees and shrubs grow, because it is
our nature to. But as to any real devel-
opment of the inner life, year after year
may roll around and find us on the same
plane as the year before, or even lower
down. How useless to spend a lifetime
in fruitess experiments, to find out for
what We are best fitted.
What splendidly-built castles VERY top
pied over, when we found each expert
ment failure, and the question still un-
solved. How many times the vision glowed
and frightened, and shaped itself into
many-colored clouds Of beauty, and we
watched the tints, SO carefully and close.
ly. and thought We caught glimpes of the
dawning Of new. life, when the gay
CLOUDS grew to sombcr hue, first gray, then
black, and the vision faded. And as we
sat motionless in the darkness, we only
said :-"Well; it might have BEEN" and
thinking it only tie explosion of hi,her.
to untried bubble of new experiment.
Another test Of luck of talent; if had
talent then should see the fruit of what
L do. for "every tree is known by its
fruits" And, after sowing few seeds
by the wayside Of this experimental life
of ours, 1T with folded hands to watch
II happy chey spring up. The seeds were I
sown with little faith and little trust and Il
little watching as to where they fell. But I
they srrang up and brought forth fruit $
abundaatly. What do you say; can seed q
like that bear fruit? Yes it can, aud will n
and did. But what kind Of fruit was it /? |
Can yea expect figs of thistles," or Of C
gather they grapes?" II
Nhat was ouT CONSERVATION at behold
ing great weeds of error grown and high, v
and shutting out the sunshine from the few "
sickly plants Of truth that came up, and a
at last We could see no truth at all. But u
we have no excuse; there is no one who,
if he sets to work to do, whatsoever his a
hand fndeth to do. with all his might II
but that will find he had one talent (be it u
ever so smalD that he has kept buried in b
D napkin. If you have been lamentng tt
over your unftncss, stop no longer a
" What thou doest, do quickly, for the d
night cometh when no man can work"
If you work we'll, you will say with the
soldiers who had fought his last battle
lay me down and sleep,
With little thought or care
whether my waking find me
Here or there"
But If the battle of life has not been
ought, you have need to feel alarmed. 9
We are not ready "not 10 do until
'ur half days work is all done and our :
father calls US to come up higher. Work,
nd work quickly and though often :
weary,
"We'll grasp HIS banner still, tit
Though all its stars be dlm "a
These stripes, no less than stars,
Lend after Hin" g. nj