The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1901-09-01
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what Is this I hear of the dignity oi
labor, and Of the degrading influence of
Toll? In the abstract it is all bosh
Labor is as dfgnified as the laborer and
can degrade no honest man. The man
with the hoe and the man managing a
nllllon-dollar trust are alike slaves or
toll. Are you not ashamed to stoop to
such labor?' was asked of a philosopher
VINO was compelled to work on the pub
lie street. Il do not stoop," replied the
sage, II bring the labor up to me-" Let
no man stoop to that which he is called
upon to do. but rather let him raise the
burden of toll to his souls level by doing
it-well
The man alone degrades the work at
which he tolls; all effort is honorable. II
1t be In an honorable cause He who
binds the sheaf or plows the corn; ne
VINO digs or builds is the peer of him who
labors in other walks of life IT'S labor
all. and il the man be true and honest
with himself, his neighbor and his ideals,
no matter if his hands be rough and
his speech uncouth, he Is still with
princes peer"
The day of servltude is past. labor
knows no master, for it inherits the
earth. The laborer should be worthy ot
his hire. He should stand erect in the
proud consciousness of the part he plays
IN the worlds economy Never arrogant
to the weak nor cringing to the strong,
the men who drive the engines of the
world should stand as the nations bul-
~ark In defense Of justice. liberty and
law. 1t is well that custom has set apart
day In which to celebrate the victories
of manual toll. Veterans of the war of
work, salute you. To you our com
try owes It's greatness as a nation and its
uhmeasured wealth. Let the freedom, of
labor stand next to that larger freedom
OF the nation, always remembering that
one cannot endure without the other.
20 friends! forget not as you laugh and
play,
Some that were laughing with Won yrs
terday-
Spare from your rose some petals for
their graves:
Sprinkle some wine upon their parch-
ing clay"
When death comes to the old, weary
with life and lfes cares, we bow in mute
submission to the inexerable law of
nature The old must die When the
human clock has licked it's four-score
years and ten. We receive no shock when
the pendulum of life ceases to swing A
stiffness pervades the hearts circle. for
time, then the affections become used
to the change.
The old branches trunk of the oak
falls to the ground, there is a shudder
a resting of the living branches and all
is still in the forest. The birds next. the
industrious squirrel boards, his goods. the
solemn owl m2urns for a day, but the
nlacld mood Of nature is not disturbed.
When, however, the strong, the vigor-
Gus, the young are uprooted by the force
OF the tornado, the forest shrieks and
means with anguish; grief and desola.
ton pervade the sylvan solitude-death
has come before his time. -,l.,
Forty-seven years of life-and then
death. Love, hope, ambition and then
silence and a dreaTnless sleep. A pebble
is dropped in the great ocean of life
tiny ripples of grief move outward in
ever diminishing, concentric circles; night
fails the wind blows and The great ships
Oh the world sail on
o Sakf! when at last is run my race.
WIN you remember my accustomed place.
When through the garden all the sum
mer night
The moon goes seeking my forgotten
face?"
In life man lives for love alone. In
death he lives by love alone. The power
of love extends beyond the grave. II
makes the dead immortal. Taken in me
prime of life with his ambitions vet I'M
fulfilled. his hopes unanswered, Robert
q. Evans leaves a place in the hearts or
MS friends that will not be filled.
NO gall embittered his relations with
mankind. With well defined opinions o+
his own, he was tolerant and considera+a
OF the opinions of those who differed from,
him. He possessed a never-faiIing cour-
tesy. He was a gentleman by nature.
culture only added to his manner and
old not change his disposition.
without questioning the ultimate rooa
the infinite wisdom. 1 fnstinctivey ones
tlon the justice of so untfmely taking
on. Why should those die who do Mt
deserve death? Why should those live
VINO deserve thousand deaths? win
the sphinx Of this great MYSTERY ne,,ar
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