The record-union., 1897-08-07
SOME RAMBLING THOUGHTS.
BY Memo"
Copyrighted by Dave & Tabor)

To Rising ones: 1t Is dellShtful
sensation to rise in the world; to have
the few who thrust out the tongue at
you, humbled in the dust; TO have the
many dazZled at your accomplishments
But, if dazzling or despite lurk in your
heart as the great gain of rising, you
have missed the grandest pleasure of
power. He who actually hampers him
self in order that others may be up
lifted is greater than he who moves
upward alone. The hampered one sets
forces at work, the credit of which is
really his. The imperious, cold-hearted
one stands alone. When he ends, his
power ends, and he leaves no benefi-
ciaries behind him TO carry on their
work along lines to which he first gave
the impulse in their hearts.
To the Ambitious: Viewed from a
selfish standpoint, there is nothing so
helpful as struggle in attaining an am
bitiOn Just think what a crowd there
would be at the top, if the mountain
of purpose We're bored for a safety ele-
vator like some of the Alpine SUBMITS.
But Just because there is no beaten
track, but only hardships and chilling
reverses, there is and always will be
room for those who are successful. The
strenuous efforts that a writer has TO
put forth, for instance; the delays in
recognition; the pittance Of pay. All
these continue year after year, wear
out the feeble-hearted and give larger
field for the non-hearted who, even if
unsuccessful at first, out Of their fall
ures get strength for later successes.
Seek We the power to rule your fellow men
by right of silver speech or golden pen?
Seek ye above the common herd TO rise
Learn first thyself to rule the wise
man cries.
Seek We the power to save thyself from
And so obtain the mastery over all?
Learn" says d wiser still, Ito conquer
fate,
''Ye needs must be in all things temper
ate.
To Croakers: If the balloonist now
drifting across the frigid North as
serted that his beloved homeland did
not exist for the reason that he was
out of sight, he would not be more un-
reasonable than we who decide the
world to be retrograding and worthless
as a whole just because we, ourselves,
are retrograding or our outlook is
cheerless. The world is wide, and the
view of any one person narrow. Be
cause. perhaps, for us there is no good
thing at this moment we may even
deny blasphemously that there is sun
shine for anybody, for we try to be-
Heve only in those things we see. We
see selfishness, but We do not see far
enough. for there is much else in the
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ity near us, but we must be blind If
We conclude, therefore, that all women
or all men or both are plunged in
seething caldron of vice Take broad
view of life, and despite murders, ra-
pine. cruelty, you viii be convinced the
hands of time move forward. Bear in
mind to your comfort that the htings
mind to your comfort that the things
of evil, and yet as the quiet river erodes
the land more nightly and more eff
fectually than volcanic outbreaks, so
these quiet elements of humanity are
working our whole selves ever upward.
despite the crushing noises of down.
ward tendencies.
How sweet it is when soft spring shoots
appear,
To mark their dainty dress, their color
clear,
And follow forth with fancy's filmed eye
Their futures glorious possibility.
This tender twig, with dewy, verdant
spray,
Fresh as the promise of newborn day,
Fed by the suns pure rays, tn untainted
air,
May grow a tree majestical and fair.
So childhoods years with anxious joy we
view,
knowing the noble deeds mankind may
Yet fearing lest the step of sordid gain
Their promise pure, unworthy should
stain;
Or lovely poisonous vine, with soft caress,
Their bounding healthy, upward life COM
Or boughs of other trees, with selfish
growth
Induce a sickly feebleness and sloth.
Q may we strive, who now have reached
our prime.
Though dwarfed perchance by ignorance
or crime,
To clear the ground and give the nations
youth
The air of freedom and the sun of truth!
To Sad Ones: Mark the tapping at
the barometer during the next rain
spell. No matter how lowering the sky,
If the mercury rises upward ever so lit
tie you are sure of the better day COM
ing, wherein the rain hath its rest and
the sun its victory. Look out now
through the streaming lattice of your
soul; scan all the Affections that have
come on you from every side. Ques-
ton them closely, as it We're, to see if
sorrows will ever cease. Then you will
note an upward tendency in them all,
promising a brighter day wherein peace
dwelleth. AS the storms lash the earth
with fury, yet clothe it with verdant
beauty, so your Affections cleanse away
evil and weakness and unproductive-
ness in your character. that good may
the more freely abound.
To All: The death of an Individual
however, prominent, matters very little
except to a few immediate friends and
relatives. The few who suffer loss are
as nothing to the millions who not
knowing the deceased, feel no poignant
grief at his departure. If all l have
ever written before is false, this at
least is true and true universally
Viewed from inside our own hearts,
some OF US feel puffed up with i'm