The Pickens sentinel. [volume] (Pickens, S.C.) 1871-1903, 1892-05-05

from which they ought to have been car
rylng the expectations ct nation.
Every great financial panic produces a
large crop of such men. In the great
establishments where they were l,art,
ncrs IN business they are now weiShCrs
or draymen or clerks on small salary.
Reveric Is also cause of in lolcnce.
There are mulititddes Of men who cx-
pect to achieve great success in life, who
are entirely unwilling to put forth any
physical, moral or intellectual effort.
They have great many eloquent theo-
rles Of life. They are all the while eX-
pccting something to turn up. They
pass their life in dreaming. They have
re I'd in lignt literature how men suddenly
and unexpectedly came to large estates,
or found pot of buried gold at the foot
OF the rainbow of Good Luck, or ha,l
some great offer made them. They
have passed their lives in reveric.
| Notwithstanding he is pinchcd with
poverty and any other man would be
downcast at tho forlorn prospect, he is
always cheerful and sangulne and jovial,
Tor he does not know but that he may be
within day or two OF ast )undlng sue
cess. You cOnnot but be entertained
with his cheerfuluess Of temper. All
the world wishes him we'll, for he never
did anybody any harm. At last he dies
III Just the same condition in which he
lived, sorrowtul only because he must
leave the world Just at the time when
his long thought of plans where about to
be successful.
Let no young man begin life with re-
veric. There. is nothing accomplished
without hard work. DO not III idlcncss
expect something to turn up. 1t will
turn down. Incidence and wickcdness
always make bad luck. These people
OF revcrie are always about to begin.
They say, "Waita little" SO with the
child who had q cage containing Il beauti-
ful canary, and the door of tho cage was
open, and a cat was In the room. bet
ter shut the door of the cage" said the
mother. "Wait aminutc." said the
boy. While he was waiting the feline
creature with one spring took the can.
arY. The way that many lose tho op-
portunity Of a lifetime is by the same
principle. They say, "Wait minute"
My advice is not to wait Mt all.
Again, bad habits are fruitful source
of Incidence. Sinful indulgeuccs shut IL
mans shop and dull his tools and steal
the end of industry. There are those
who have tho rare faculty OF devoting
occasonally,a day or Il week to loose in
time 90 back with blearcd eyes and
trcmulous hands and bloatcd cheeks TO
the faithful and successful performance
of their duties. Indeed their employers
and neighbors expect this amusement
nr nj cII I,.,,1
sail.
Some of the best workmcn and most
skilliul artisans have this mode of con.
Quoting themselves, but as the time rolls
Oh the season Of dissipation becomes
more protracted and the season OF
steadincss and sObrety more limited,
until the employers become tlisyustcd
and the man is given up to continual
and rulnous idleness. When that point
has arrived he rushcs TO destruction with
astonishing velocity. When a man with
wrong proclvitics of appetite has moth
ing to do, no former self respect or
moral restraint or the bcscechlngs OF
kindred can save him. The only safety
Tor man who feels himself under the
fascination of any form of temptation is
an employment which affords neither
IcCrcaIlOn nor monday.
Now. what are the results Of in
dolence? A marked consequence OF this
vice Is physical disease. The healLhi-
ness OF the whole natural world depends
upon activity. The winds, tossed and
DRIVEN IN endless circuits, scattering the
mlsts from the mountains, and scooping
out death damps from the caves, and
blasting the mlasma of swamps, and
hurting back the fctid atmosphere OF
great cities, are healthy just because of
Their swlttness and Observation-Disclosures of
sweep. But, after awhile, the WIND tails
and the hot sun pOurs through it, and
when the leaves are still and the grain
helds bend not once all day long, then
pestllence smites its victims aud digs
trenches for the dead.
The fountain, born far up in the wild
wood OF the mountain, comes down
brighter for every obstacle against which
1t Is rlven, and singing new song on
every shelf Of rock over which it bounds,
Till 1t rolls over the water wheels in the
valley, not ashamed t. grind corn, and
runs through the long grass of the
meadow, where the willows reached
down to dip their branches. and the un-
yoked oxen come at cvcntidc to cool.
Healthy water! Bright water! Happy
water! While some stream, too lazy
any more to run, gathers itself into a
waYsidc pool, where the swine wallow,
and filthy insects hop over the surla &c,
and reptiles crawl among the oozc, and
frogs utter their hideous croak, and by
day and night there rise from the oul
mlre and green scum fever and aeue and
death. There is an endless activity
underfoot and overhead.
Not one four O'Clock in the flower
bed, not one fly on the window pane,
not one squirrel gathering food from the
cones of the whi;e pmc, not one rabbit
feeding on clover tops, not one drop fall
ing III shower, not one mnnow glanc. |
ing in the sea, not one Quail whi sitting |
from the grass, not one hawk cawing in
the sky but is busy now and is busy al
ways, fulfilling its mission as certainly
rs any monarch on earth or any angel
in heaven. You hear the shout of the
plowboys busy i'll the field and the rattle
Of the whitlctrees on the harrow, but