The Red Cloud chief., 1897-10-15
SOME RAMBLING THOUGHTS.
BN MEMO
copyrighted by Dave Il Tabor

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To YoUrH OF Born SExEs:-Come
now, let Fancy lead us over the fields,
barred OF their crops. II is a human
live unless we live in order to think,
and most of US will not half live unless
we think in order to live. With this
slight DEPRESSION let us turn to the bare
fields. One thought at least we must
take away. The winter is to me a type
OF old age, for then do people live on
the crops gathered 10 autumn after n
summer OF attention following a spring
of seeding. That is old age exactly-a
time for feeding on the stores of
memory. Little food in winter means
much hunger, cold and suffering. Lit.
tie of wise, kind, noble action and
thought to look back upon, means an
old age of nagging regrets, empty
hands, and shrunken, chilled heart.
Come now, there is no escaping that
conclusion. Every day is adding to
your store of old.age memories. What
are they to be? Firm grains on which
you a feed, or husks and oil.scour.
ings unfit for a human being
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Let us venture on another thought
You cannot name a step in the whole
history of a crop that is unimportant.
What about blowing; 1t must be sea
sonably done and well. What about
fertilizing? Suited to the soil and the
crop. Sowing Done with the best
available seed. And rs for cultivatiug?
Life and vigOr are only brought by ap.
parcntly endangeling both in the seed
ing. And so on, aud so on;-your
active brains, having alrea ~ possibly
outrun me. Turn the thought on your.
self! Why should you venture in your
spring.time To endangcr winter stores
by letting the happy years of joyous,
wholesome youth, become mere catch.
alls for amusements and thoughts that
later you would fain forget. The mind
is so whimsical an organ that those
things We need to recall, often most :
easily escape us, and the things that
are Of no gain to us VT most tenacious. |
~ remember.
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Yet no field Is free entirely from
weeds. We scarcely know how they !
eome. Nor car twenty years pass over
u heads in the spring.time of life
without the accumulation of mental
weeds. The shief thing is to recognize
the difference between them and the
good growth, and then cultivate,
cultivate, cultivate persistently
covering the foul grow'hs SO that they
do not choke the good. You have been
too stern about such doings, for you
cannot possibly show me a food. plant
that has anything like the vitality OF IA
weed.
Work with u will for the summer day
Slips like a stealthy snake away.
Nothing will tell that It's hours are by
Nsught but the grain or the famine cry.
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How often too the husbandman
actually endangers the growing stalk |
to pull away from its very roots "A weed
that would soon rob il Of it's nOurish- !
ment. He is cruel to be kind. He en-.
dangers life to save il. Thus must you
do, ii you would be wise and happy.
Bad habits, some Of them lot only I'M
wise but positively Injurious cannot
grow, entwined around the good. Imi.
tate the husbandman's ways and
wrench them out, though the doing of
it shakes your very stability for a time.
The good will ultimately take stronger
and better growth; never fear about
that.
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The little weed looks SO harmless at
first, but the wise maj sees ahead and
knows the risks Of unclean fields. The
llippant jokes about the purity of men
and ome are small in their way, but
the end j. an unclcan mind, and an I'M.
clean mind in old age is one of the
most woe-begonc, unworthily-deve-
Hoped, aud unsatisfactory products Of
human lite that you possibly meet. So
wrench and tug at the things that uni
yersal experience says are noNious,
and not good for mental food-wronch
and tug and out with them, however
much it may hurt The end, in this
case, will justify the means.
One more lesson from the field,
scarcely related to the above aud yet
useful perhaps to you in filing you
with the dignity of living. The grain
of the present fields has, under %cultiva.
ton, advanced somewhat upon the