Sierra County advocate. [volume] (Kingston, N.M.) 1884-1960, 1885-05-09
OUR SATURDAY NIGHT.


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"Nearer my God to Thee" sang
the poet. How sweet the thought
Another week nearer to the rest
that awaits the body and the re-
ward that will come to the mental
or that which is immortal. One
more hill climbed as we pass along
toward the Depot Of Death where
we shall all change cars and step
from labor to refreshment. One
week more of seed sowing one
week less between us and the bet
ter heaven that is just over the line.
The better heaven. This life is u
heaven as we make it SO. The bet
ter heaven is the one beyond. Six
days of care, thought, labor, diff
culties encountered aud tripmphs
over all. six days of labor passed,
and during all this little of won-
drous enternal time, not an angry
thought, not an unkind word to any
person or thing. Not feeling OF
envy-a thought Of fretting. Truly
life is blessed, even as it is heaven
If we but stand with our heads
straight to the storm. which faced,
cries In anger and speeds on III
shame.
"What have you planted p we
heard a colored man ask Of another,
who stood in a garden this Satur-
day Night, as we came home. to the
dearest, the best, the safest spot on
earth--home.
What have we all planted ? Let
us see. Comfort in the soul Of n
poor woman who came to our office
complaining that her rich relatives
had no thought Of her in her old
age and in sickness. She went
away happy and looking at things
by different light. Hope to a
struggling man who, because he is
Independent, is not wanted IN
position as are those who are
adopts at fattery and fawning. He
went out with a brighter eye and
lighter heart. Another person
came to ask favor, the granting of
which was easier than is the asking
of any favor--that is, whore the
petitioner is not a case-hardened,
professional mendicant. Hope,
help, strength, comfort, sunshine,
courage, happiness, contentment
aud directions to manhood and use
fulness, all these have we given
during the week. Not one person
wronged, not right trampled on,
not even pang or sorrow brought
to cloud the life of any one within
the home circle. Thus we strive to
live, to act, to SOW for the future,
and thus here is happiness and
home is heaven.
Coming along toward home to-
night, we saw man entering a
building by means OF a ladder
placed SO that its top reached low
er window than the several above
it. How like the way some people
are content to enter the other and
the higher life. BY a lower window.
Why not set the ladder 80 as to
reach the story higher, or get an
other ladder and strive to enter in
! upon the upper floor. We all en-
ter the house of many mansions ex-
actly as we set our ladders. If we
get down low enough we enter the
sub -celler, the basement, the ground
floor, or the chambers, tho upper
floors from which the view is bet
ter and the air is purer.
We saw two boys on the street.
Lads hardly in their teens. One
was dirty and smoking stub Of an
old cigar, the other was using
coarse, vulgar, profane language.
Two boys entering this life by a
lower door, content to groupe
around in the celler in the dirt and
in the dark, possibly wondering as
they grow up why men Of ambition,
of enterprise, of progressive
thought do not wish them in their
employ; wondering why they do
not receive Impressions, called in
/ spirations. from those who live in
the upper stories.
We overlook another lad who
was listening to one who urged him
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