Rocky Mountain husbandman. [volume] (Diamond City, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1877-07-12

,tAechdHfS ilom Those he taught to those
he came III contact with, will increase with
the years. 70 him there never came a night
when, reviewing the day just passed, lie was
compelled to say, as did once a Roman EN-
peror, "Perdidi dien"-sI have lost a day.
There were no blank days in the calendar
OF his life. In his workshop he. taught by
Ills example and by his words, tue lessons
that led others onward and upward. Some
there were who well nigh tainted by the
way, to whom a word Of encouragement
was as mamma in the wilderness. Some
there were who had grown. disheartened,
who were almost ready to yield to tempta-
ton, presenting itself us it often does in the
guise of pleasure ana in the garments of de-
light, to whom his earnest endeavors were
as a light shining III q dark place, bidding
them struggle on a little longer, for ''yonder
the morning breaks" and the toll and the
trial will be over when t'dawns. a ~
Vacation time. a.s0. aIg l.a1a "a,
Happy, happy time for the boys and the
girls. ~ivl34fe. 81. l5t 3fadI.q s.gata a.
But there comes a time when it lends, and
school begins once more; and bye and bye,
when the boys and girls, now grown into
men and women, are in the world, they be-
gin to realize that @tlfeStime for vacation has
! gone by-forever. Prom early morn until
dewy eve, all through the star-lit night, the
books are open. As the, world Of nature is
never in repose; bird and bee, bud and
bee, bud and blossom, lake and stream
each bear testimony to the unceasing round
of action as the current that sweeps over
the Niagara Falls never pauses at the brink
before it leaps into'rthe scethipgg, mist
shrouded gulf. below; as, the, spring time
never waits for the coming Of the summer
ere it. s~catters its yiolets and, daisies over
plain and valley; SO in the schoolhousse Of
the mind there comes no pause to the hum
Of voices that utter the lessons they are daily
learning. 80 49,
The white wings Of Hope are forever flut-
tering in the arc'of the present, for some.
The sable shadows OF Sorrow ever lie upon
some, threshold. The arrow Of Disappoint-
mentis constantly OH the wing to pierce
some heart, hitherto buoyed upby promises
that illumine the sky of the future. Life is
SO real, life is so earnest in its motions, that
only when the pulse, ceases to beat comes
the vacation time of the heart ao&aF nifa .
K The brief respite we have only makes rs Is
Elong still more for that rest we hope to
Preach. hTsoH a:5149 h&42T
+ The workman tolls all theWeek and looks
forward to Saturday night with glad antics
p~oations; how wouldghe feel were t~heabound-
aries of the week obliterated from the hori-
con of his. world of worki Suppose the
long, Weary, toiling hotrs- of the day were
not succeeded by the quiet; the rest, the re-
pose ot the night? Let his suppose Saturday
night blotted QUIT of time. Can you think
Of it, Without, shudderipg:? at 10 s,sss. =,
Yet. in the school of the mind this respite
is not known. The stone rolls on, and he
wskbfails .asleeeep, blythe wey'is crlshedby IT
Thereis subtitle time for leisure, still less
: for.. iinide1eisiioonn,,s that rock oil which more
ships HAZE dritted, struck and sunk tlan'any
!, other hiddenin thesea of time. There pals
4 So many who, like Peter Goodintent in the
story, perpetually, intends doing wlatSthey
] never succeed in accomplishing, that, Whel
we think or hear. of them, we are reminded
Of Frmanikliinn's estimate Of the man who, like
! the picture of St. George OF, the sign-board
3 was always on horseback yet fiever riding
!, on"
=. Action, hen, seems to be necessary to on
# existence, even as it is to preserve the purity
d of the air we breathe, for if air stagnate!
and turns foul We de- If the sea should
!, o,oea ;ts motion. how long wouldtit refnail