The Sedalia weekly bazoo. [volume] (Sedalia, Mo.) 187?-1904, 1892-02-02

and masts shivered OF what avail
we're all our efforts? No longer seek
to control your de-tiny! Let the ship
90 before the wind. Have you felt
that way? Have you inquired Of
yourself, we'll what have all my efforts,
all my ambition, all my lougings
brought me? Others have gone on
without an effort and are far better
off, let us seek our native land surely
but let the ship alone. But our wan.
derers soon encountered adverse
winds and a wild tempest that called
for earnest honest toll, that reused
them to utmost exertion and brought
them on Cytheria's coast, hungry, lex.
hausted, perplexed. This coast was
the fowery one, the land of the lotos
AN island whose inhabitants were
hospitab!e and who urged the weary
mariners to eat Of the food that nature
had provided-a sweet repast that in.
vited insatia,e riot.
You know that the three sent to
explore the island were taken and
bound and most reluctantly left the
island. Ulysses turned hurredly
away and risked in his frail ships the
wrath of the sea rather than the con.
dition of life the island afforded. Why?
Every human being whose soul has
reached heroic heights, has encoun.
tered strong opposition, has tossed up
and down upon the pillows Of
trouble, has recognized the need
of repairs and put into harbor for that
purpose, and having affected them has
put to sea again to be tossed about on
the waves of disappointment and
chagrin until at last he too invaria.
bly, comes to the land Of the lotos.
There are indeed few people who have
not had the lotos within reach and
some have eaten and have had sur
cease from care, anxiety and concern.
Have eaten natures food to safety
and in dreamful unconcern slept away
the hours of this life. And why not?
If you could place yourself on that
island why not?
"How sweet it were, hearing the downward
stream
With half shut eyes ever to seem
Falling asleep in a half dream
To dream and dream like yonisr amber
light,
Which will not leave the myrrh bush on
the height,
To be forever away from where
There is confusion worse than death,
Trouble on trouble pain on pain,
Long labor unto sgsd breath.
Sore tasks to hearts worn ont By many |
wars,
i nd eyes grown dim with gazing 90 the !
pilot STAR"
Why not accept situation where
the cares of responsibility are wholly
removed? Why not accept the joy
and ever varying pleasures of banquet
and dance and revel? When you
have done what you could, when your
.tout hearts fail Of hope, when mind
and body are worn and
weary with honest endeavor,
what have you really accomplished?
Did it pay? Others did not try at
ali and they are sll right, no bitter.
ness in the heart, no sackcloth upon
he body,no ashes upon the head. The
Did, old inquiry, what good?
In brief, our lesson to day presents
'ome panelled pictures from the pam
,rama Of life. Our hero fell upon
'ther heavy times and wandered long
md wearisomely but he saw again the
'alleys and hills of Ithaca and he
NEW that he had not wrought in vain. :
His heart treasures were again real
zed. The conditions following the
ating Of this fruit and which he re-
ected involved this
Nor other home nor other care intends, L
'ut quits his house his country and his 1
friends."
1t is another view of the lesson of g.
fe that more than the riddle of the II
phynx has puzzled mankind. By
our family, by feeling no P
oncern for our fellows in the COM q