Warren sheaf. [volume] (Warren, Marshall County, Minn.) 1880-current, 1897-09-09
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To THE MATURE AND OTHERS The
slight chill Of the morning mist, the
changed color Of al occasional leaf
before it futters to- the ground, the
silencing of the birds, the odor of the
evening air-these signs unite, with
numberless others to announce that
Summer is nearing its.end, and with
it is vanishing the opportunity for
raising further crops. G GOD or: bad,
well-tended or neglected., the results
will soon be estimated and the farmer
know whether profit Sc loss is the re-
suit of his labors. The. wise, farmer
finds the Autumn athand in its due
season; the wasteful, idle one. is as
tonished that it IS here so soon after
the Spring days when the sun sum
M ned vegetation to life; But gone
is the Summer and no voice is So loud
or so imploring as 70 ~ able to call it
back. One more seed time and har-
vest is gathered into the eternal and
irrevocable past and the fastening
days move us away from the time of
CROP growth forward Is the time when
,, the storms without are defed by rea-
son of the stores within, or the wall
ings without accumulated by the want
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Upgather earth's glorics while ye may,
For Winter shall sweep their souls away;
When the fire dies and tho light is gone:
And the ashes shiver pale and wan; i =:
When the afterglow Of November fades h.
And the winds are the walls st siroulless shades
For September's days bring warning clear,
Which tells that the hour Of death is near Y: j.
And: the years strong manhood startled halts,
!! At the primal chill from tho opening vaults,
And knows that its voice shall 10 stricken dumb,
And its laughter lulleesd -till Spring is come.
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The slackeninR STEP the occasional
feeling of impatience at the frantic
and unreasonab le M If children the
gray hair here and there, the brevity
of 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 buzzes in your ears.
The shiverine sense of protest against
the desperate hurry of Time is the
counterpart of that hollow, soughing
sound that seems. now to creep
through the woods;
That shuddering breath, which tells that fire
Is placed to the seaseepq's funeral 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. Indolent turning
over on fowery beds, of ease hath it,
reward, and you begin to see it il
vision autumn of regret, a winter
of cherries emptiness with nothing
of honest pride whereon to feed self
respect. |,
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Does the sun make any audible
noise as it peeps over the hill-tops il
the morning? Does it summon tn
farmer to duty with persistent call
and shakings? MOL tie day come
silently; silently does it grow an<
wane, and silently does it pass ane
without protest, even if unimproVed
The farmers utilization of time doe
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not originate from nany compelling