Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1889-03-22
THE CROAKERs.
Budget.

The dictionary man says "the croak-
er is one who croaks, murmers or
complains unreasonably; one who
habItually forbodes evil" and then
the dictionary man-perhaps fearing
his work is not well done-says "this
is rare" The croaking men ought to
be rare; but they are not; the woods
are full Of them. They are hampers
on spiritual FIRE and wet blankets
thrown on social progress.
Some croaking men appear to be
cranks enough to think they are use
full as cautionary danger signals, and
they hoist themselves literally. They
believe they give warnings Of evils to
come, and that in way they are
public benefactors. They are not.
They come nearer being public
nuisances. They make all people
tired; and make the hopeful sick.
Listen to the weather croaker.
Hc knows the very weather you do
not want is bound to come. He can
scent dead sure failure OF the next
crop. His barometer is always un-
settled and his thermometer is always
too high or too low for anybody's
comfort.
The management of any National,
State or Territorial Government does
not at all suit the dismal croaker. He
sees favoriti.n in running appoint
mcnts, finds evil in the best OF inten-
tons and drops on rottenness every
where, in high places and low; ac-
ouses judges of dishonesty; and be-
iieves tried friends are treacherous.
The croaker for evil does much
evil. To him there is no way OF re-
pairing streets. All sorts Of pave.
ments suggested are condemned by
him before they are tried. All
methods OF raising money for public
improvements are in his mind certain
TO prove a failure. He discourares
every being and every enterprise. Ii
an enterprising man advertises his
business and makes money fast the
croaker predicts ultimate failure.
Like loathsome and unoanny things
tho croaker undoubtedly has a right
to live; but it would be better for the
worlds hopeful beings If he could
i've IN a hole. Visionary Colonel
Sellers, seeing millions in everything.
is prince OF beautiful realm be-
side the blasting croaker. Sellers
lifted the world up with him, even
when 1t pitied him. Micawber was
always sure something good would
turn up for him. Improvident, ex-
travagant, foolish, he had a glorious,
hopeful nature that could not be
crushed by any number of sheriffs.
weeping wives or twins. How much
better were they than the croakers
who predict disaster and evil at every
step! There are times when we
know our ticket in chances will win
and we wish to go on building our
castles Suppose they are never
bu'lded, or finished, or lived in?
They have been dear to us, and moth.
Ing can rob us of the pleasure we
have bad in rearing and furnishing
them. There are times when we
know our ships are coming home
from the sea laden with preciops
freight to make us rich, aud we feel
hurt If any croaking navigator med
dies SO far as to say they will never
make the landing.
II croakers had been listened 10
there would have been no heroes i,
this world of ours where men must
lead, If they would be men, and not
wait to be pushed. II croakers had
been needed there certainly would
DO now no iron horses rushing on steel
rails across continents, over rivers
and through mountains; no electric
wires annihilating time and space in
bringing foreign thoughts home to
us by cable flashes. The great tb;,re
have been and must be done against
the advice of oroakers. The croak-
ing man is small thing, and such
little space as there is in him is filed
with meanness. Give us every time
hopeful companions. They make no
mistakes In hoping, for they make US
happier while they are making us
hope. Tho croakers can only make
their fellows miserable and in Justice
to others they ought not to live.