Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1897-09-09
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70 THE MATbREsA III, m 4 lrHEas The
slight chill of ths mno5 motI,inig il mist, the
changed color Il ai III " ccssional I, leaf
before it dutter as ground, the
silencing Of the pirds, hs odor 81 the
evening air thee isEiigns unite, With
numberless Others tp announce llll that,
Summer IS nearing IL end, and with
it is vanishing ths q I p1orttu ,l unity fox
raising further crop sspond or bad, !,
well-tended OF . the & results
will soon be estinate q and the farmer d I
know whether profit 81 loss IS tie re- !
suit Of his labofs nag wise, farmer
finds the Autumn 81 hand 3in. its due
season; the wastef,ul dle onesis as. as.
tonished that ii is ghsrs / 50: soon &, d / after
the Spring days when the sun sum.
bned Negetation lif Isas But gone
is the Summer and rs y voice e is So loud.
or 50 imploring As Is beI able to call it
back. One more seed slime and har-
vest is gathered INTO .th tilEIl a eternal and
irreyocahle past and the Fastening
days move US away from the time Of
crop growth forward tot HE time when
the storms without arss defed by rea-
son of the stors within, p the vail
ings without accsntu tuated 81 the want
within.
Upgather earth glofiies while Sc may,
For Winter shall sweep their. souls away !.
When the fire dies and tho light Is gone. Ss5
And the ashes shiver pale and wan S..
When the aftcrglow d November fades, ss5s
And the winds are theFails of STROUD ailas.
For September.s days bring q Warming clear
Which tells that the Aour of death is near, s.
And, the years. strong ananhonl startled halts,zs
At the primal chill frcni ttc sxsults,
And knows that its e az striieksa tlnmb,
And its laughter lullt Is gone. &
sks. '5s2 f.A - 81 & ...> !.
Y The slackeninl6 ,Ftha occasional
feeling Of imp frantic
and unreasona bssR M tho
Ig1sy hair here salnsd 81 there, the breB,vliitty B,litt
Iof the years these are signs that the
summer time Of your life is passing
too. You rub your eyes to see if you
do but dream the message Of. lessen
ing time that ever b,lzzes in your ears.
The shivering sense Of protest against
fthe. desperate hurry of Time is the
counterpart of that hollow, soughing
sound that seemst. now to creep
through the woods; 5ss .s.s.. -:
That shuddering breath, which tells that fire
Is placed to- the easeeq'sfnneral pyre,
The time of opportunity is passing !;
the time Of garnering draws near.
Into that full crop of accomplish
ments and of deeds, which some of
you will rejoice over, are woven the
works done. when you were weary,
but done nevertheless because time
was never known to return. In your
harvest Of plenty are treasured the
duties done because they needed to
be done and not because they were
easy and pleasant. . Such. works are
there every one Of them; none are
lost. And you with wisps from your
own neglected fields of life, and
hands full Of gleanings from others
bounty-the ghosts, Of neglected
chances are impalpable in your grasp,
but they are there. IIndolent turning
over on fowery bedssof ease hath its
reward, and YOU begin to see it in
vision Fan autumn Of regret, a winter
Of cheerless emptiness with nothing
of honest pride Whereon to feed self
respect. z5s :t.t. /:
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Does the sun make any audible
noise as it.peeps over the hill-tops il
the mornings Does It summon the
farmer to duty with persistent CALI
and shakings' Nol tie. day comes
silently; silently does it grow and
Ewane, and silently does it pass and
without protest, even if unimproved
i The farmer utilization Of time does
not originate from sany compelling
force il the power f daylight, ,bu
from a purpose viii hins bis heart t
make the =, most 81 :1|E hIEs siarm N in th' b
days that the. passsiin lQl Il seasons CIV