The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1878-01-17
BRISTOL, Jan. 8th, 1878.

DhlSIOL, y dill. OH, 1910.
Winter has come at last, the roads
are free from mud, but Oh, how rough
now please give us snow and we will
try and be content. Edward J5rk
should have been Turk in my last
weeks items.
Edward Hill and family OF Iowa, are
visiting relatives in Bristol.
We hear Mr.. Shotliff, living in the
western part Of our town, was killed
by kick from a horse while shoeing
it.
Nj. Shelley was through Bristol on
Monday, making up another car load
Of hogs for the Chicago market.
| have been thinking Of the much
talked Of and written Of subject "What
is my mission and as news is thing
of the past, will you allow me to write
a few lines, not on missions, as I do
not believe in them, but on
oUR(DUTy.
It is our duty as men and women to
make this life as good as we can, to
live as we'll as we know, and do those
things only which bring happiness and
peace to ourselves and to others.
It is not always plain to tell what
our duty is, a child may repeat the
commandments, but we can hardly
obey them. AS we look around us and
see mankind in want and distress, in
suffering and sorrow, struggling to get
out of its misery, praying to be COM
forted in it's grief, we wonder why
heaven does not touch the forehead
bowed in anguish, does not relieve the
bodies dying for food, the hearts aching
for sympathy, but it is human help
that we want, it is human love that we
yearn for, it is human sympathy that
we crave.
We need not SO to foreign lands to
find our mission or our duty, there are
sad sights to be seen from every door
there are cherries hearts in every
home. Our duty lies in every direc-
ton. Wherever we can lift burden
from human soul, wherever we can
bring gladness to human heart,
wherever we can carry light or JOY,
help or comfort, there lies the path of
duty and we should enter it with
thanksgiving, for God has given us no
greater blessing than the power to
help those who are weaker or more
unfortunate than ourselves. The way
in which we live and the ways Of the
world have grown up between our nat.
ural affections and the objects of sym.
pathy and charity, and a habit Of in
difference accompanies us, hiding il
not destroying the natural goodness Of
our hearts. Nothing is to be more re-
GREETED than the unconcern with which
the world turns away from misfortune
It may drop tear, ask kind question
or two, repeat a few words Of consola
ton, and it may be sincere in dom,
this, but it is to be lamented that i
does this; and does no more.
We do not merely owe good deeds t,
others, but we owe them to ourselves
a writer says "those who have no
b enefitted the world in any way ha
not done themselves the greatest good.
We do dot KIN ow the blessings of kind
ness until we have been kind to al
other, charity is like mercy,
GIT IS TWICE BLESSED.
It blesseth him that gives and him tina
takes" We often hear it said that on
man can do but little toward improv
ing the world, but if all would do tina
little, the work would be done. Yol
could love the basest man were he YOU
brother, and help him still; you coult
love the lowest woman were she you
sister, and forgive her forever. It il
to love all as though they were broth
ers and sisters, that is the love we ar,
to have for each other, then none would
be outcast, none praying for bread. GA
We would that others should do unto
you do We even so unto them" Let III
remember not to condemn in another
what we would wish forgiven in our
selves. EAST BRISTOL,