St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1895-01-10
UP THE HEIGHTS.
Written for the Globe.1

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As you proudly climb the hill
Lend a hand to help another
Who to climb has less Of skill;
Then. rs you fare on together,
Climbing upward to the heights,
Speak words OF hope and cheer,
Like brave and gallant knights,
To traveller far and near.
Some upon the mountains stray,
Some have fallen in the night
And faint and bruised lay
Waiting vainly for the light;
Some with thirst and fever die.
Stay awhile that these may live,
TendeTly their wants supply,
III His name the cup OF water give.
Some along the rocky ways
Climb slow with bleeding feet,
Though all the weary days;
In winter cold and summers heat
They may not pause for song OF birds,
Nor stop for rest upon the road;
No time have they for merry words,
They must bear on their heavy load.
On dangerous rocks your sisters fall,
And from the depths below
To you, their brothers, sadly call
For succor ere you go.
Along the rough and barren way
Little childrea moan and cry;
They dare not stop for rest or play:
They know the hungry wolf is nigh.
Travellers too, by thieves ere robbed,
And in vain for justice cry;
Some for speaking truth are mobbed.
And bleeding fall and die;
Some by savage beasts are torn,
Where no earthly help is nigh;
You may hear them shrek and moan,
They can neither fight nor fly.
Others on the hill with you
Cannot speak to tell their woes.
Kind and faithful, loving, true,
Much TO them each Traveller owes.
They, YOUR brothers, are in need
Brothers i'll toll and in pain;
Let not their dumb eyes yainly plead,
If the heights you would attain.
All His creatures, great and small,
Share with you the Fathers cure,
For he made and loVeth all
In earth and sea and air.
To aught He loves do thou no i'll;
From all thou mayest borrow
Lessons of patience and of skill,
To help thee on the morrow.
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oh, brothers speeding up the hill,
Strong of Drawn and strong of brain,
Boosting of your strength and Skill
Snail these, your brothers call in vain?
If YOU yourselves would reach the heights
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True men and valiant knights
Knights without reproach or shame
You will heed your brothers cries,
Lift the fallen, help the weak.
Save YOUR sister ere she dies,
And fol truth and justice speak;
Smooth the paths for the little feet
YEARLY climbing all the day;
Give childhood its joys SO sweet
Give it time for rest and play.
Save the children from hunger and cold,
From the weary toll which blights,
For the accursed greed Of gold,
All their childhood's days and nights;
Give them time for happy hours,
F. For joy and innocent mirth,
To dance amid the flowers
Upon the fragrant earth.
Be of all Gods helpless ones
A champion true and tender.
So shalt thou among Gods sons
5 Sit down in royal splendor.
And, Where burn the celestial lights
Of the Eternal City,
On yonder radiant heights.
Learn how great His love and pity.
Who, to light the dolerous way,
Bore meekly up His heavy cross,
That no footsteps need to stray
Or traveller suffer loss.
Oh. noble knights! Oh. pilgrims grayl
Not alone where bigots kneel
Walks the blessed Christ today;
Not with hate ana vengeful steel.
Leads He I'D the toilsome way;
Not afar on radiant heights
Doth the holy Lord Christ stay,
But where sin and sorrow biights.
Where deeds of love abound,
Where lives grow pure for His dear SAX
There is the Lord Christ found,
Where as brothers all partake
Of the bountIes God has spread
Alike for rich and poor;
Where all His little ones are fed,
And greed of gold doth not allure
There close beside you. ON the way.
Leading upward to the heights,
Walks the blessed Christ today,
And all the path His glory lights.
Hattie Hoag Kohlman.
st. Paul, Nina.