The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1897-12-01

I'll too slow for our Fastening spirits.
From them We have passed to steam,
to electricity, to compressed air, snd
TO other forms Of propulsion Even
the flying machine is rapidly nearing
a commercial possibility. Better
than the birds who fly, yet needs
must rest, our servants carry us. so
that we skim the earth through
proxy effort anc cat or sleep or trans
act business while being fitted from /
place to place by tireless machinery.
But / do rsot write this in order to
minister to human pride; on the con-
trary, it is 10 point moral for those
whose hearts sometimes feel like
bursting at being shut away in mar
row place. know just how you feel;
eager to do great things, sure that you
could do them if you had a chance,
and yet prevented by conditions that
seem cruel in themselves, and more I
cruel when you see how they are
hindering you. Have patience-at
least for five minutes-and let us
draw little inspiration from poor
wingless man, who being without |
powers Of flight and yet DESTROYS Of
such powers-learning for the boon |
does not grant him his wish, sets his
brain to work. Its results we know.
Like the traveller who scales cliff |
by turning this way and that, the
absence OF wings is a limitation that
has been set aside.
Apply this method to yourself, pin
ing and eager one. Mere longing for
different circumstances will never
bring them. Opportunities are not
forced by pulling wish-bones, nor do
chances come by Gliding fate. Since |
you cannot be in two places at once,
your place for the present is precisely |
the place you are in, and II viewed
Alright you will be 10th to change it |
until you hsse done your all with 1t.
The most seldom spot in the world |
| for you, is the spot you stand on; for |
it is your testing place-not some one
else's, but yours 1t is your opportun- |
! ity to show what man with limita-
tions can do and can dare. Trans
ported suddenly from where you are
doing less than your all-for that
must be true il you are grumbling |
and Tuning to new circumstances
| that seem ideal, you will still find |
reasens for discomfort. But il where
You are, you made wholesome blend |
ing of content and discomfort, CON |
tent that you know your limitations
and discontinued to the extent of fit
ting yourself for wider scope, the |
time OF fuller, more satisfactory life
is practically certain to come. The |
waiting may be long, but even IL long
or the chance for ever deferred, you |
will have done well.
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Oyerworled one, pressed with anx-
ieties and harassed by those who |
ought to, but do not seem TO cooper |
ate with you, calm yourself. You |
are like tangled kite, tearing your
self to pieces in thicket, instead Of |
the eagle you should be, soaring far |
above. You know full well that the |
work you are doing needs TO be done;
that it is laid upon you to do it; and |
in your heart you try to feel that the |
man and the task will surely fit. Be- |
| lieve this with your whole heart and |
little annoyances will assume their
| proper size. In your calm moment
you are thrilled by the things you in
tend to accomplish during life; multi
ply your calm moments by sheer exer-
else of will and your belief in your
own purposes Will carry you far above
petty interruptions. You are in a
battle, fight it through. Would you
in such place pay any heed to net
ties? When the smoke has rolled
away and the dust of conflict settled
you shall stand triumphant beneath
| the silent stars. All of life is not
the present harassed moment: there
remaineth an eventide for the solace
of those who toll and triumph. At
twenty-five, James Watt, who has
transformed the world with steam,
begged for the benignity of death, SO
troubled was he, yet he came TO be the
sweetest, sunniest old man you could
wish to meet.
Questioning one, do you complain
because God is a mystery? Would
you have Him as visible as tree and
as tangible as rock? Then He
would be the one unde rstandable
thing in world OF mys terry. Your
inner details, your outer life, the two
natures within you-these are mys-
teries. The workings of the mind Of
the one you love, hiddenas eff ectually
as strangers from your own thought
this is mystery. The impossible
ty of man thoroughly understanding
a woman and vice yer sa-this is
mystery. Clear out OF your daily
life, in its simplest Diet ails, all that
is strange; fathom it all and under
stand it; then may you raj Sc querulous
complainings at mystery that hedges
around the creator Of all mysteries,
The prisoner prayed tn at he might have
some light;
1t came, showed him but his sorry
plight.
The savant prayed for power to pierce
the sky;
1t came, and, dazed, he begged that he
might die.
So give us Lord, such light as suits our
To know not over much nor wander
blind.
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Berieved one, weeping bitter tears |
beside the empty chair, you are not |
alone in your sorrow. Human woes
have preceded you by ages and hui
man woes will last long after time
has taken the smart from your own
wound. But these seem naught to
you for they were not your sorrows.
Yet dear one, tribulation has its pla-
ce and its value you will yet live to
see. In tears arc great sorrows assua-
ged, in tears are great purposes born,
in tears are noble resolves formed.
Rise to live as the vanished one
would most fondly wishl Thus will |
the dead live again in the deeds of
good you do, consecfated to the mem
ory of the lifeless.
Bereaved, fall like wounded bird
From happy heights, to limp along
In gloomy wales wherein my song,
/ think, can never more be heard.
And yet, pcrchance, though stricken