Newport weekly independent., 1901-06-28

years or age ana served an appren- ticeship of II years, receiving months schooling each year, and at the end of II years of hard work yoke of oxen and six sheep, which brought me $S4. In the first month after was 21 years of age I went in- to the woods, drove a team and cut mill logs. l arose in the morning be- fore daylight and worked hard till after dark and received the magnifi- cent sum of six dollars for the months work. Each of those dollars looked as large to me as the moon 1 looks tonight" Wonderful Henry Wilson But that was not his orig inal name. He changed his name be- cause he did not want on him the blight of drunken father. As the vice president stood in my pulpit in Brooklyn, making the last address he ever made, and commended the re- ligion of Christ to the young men of that city l thought to myself: You yourself are the sublimest spectacle 1 ever saw of victory over obstacles" For 30 years the wind blew the wrong way, yet he did not observe the wind, | DuU hcPO OH SOWllS.
 Many of us who are now preachers 1 of the Gospel or medical practitioners 1 or members of the bar or merchants or citizens in various kinds of busi- ness had very poor opportunity at 1 the start because we had it too easy far too easy. We never appreci- ated what it is to get an education l because our fathers or older brothers l paid the schooling, and we did not get the muscle which nothing but hard work can develop. I congratulate you, young man, if to you life is struggle. It is out of such circum- stances God makes heroes, if they are willing to be made. Cut your way through. If it were proper to do i so and you hould stand in any board of bank directors, in any board of trade, in any legislature, state Or na- 1 tional, and ask all who were brought up in luxury and ease to lift their hand, here and there hand might be lifted. But ask those who had an awful hard time at the start to lift their hands, and most of the hands would be lifted. The heroes of church and state were not brought up on confectionery and cake.
 But my subject takes another step. | Through medical science and dentistry that has improved the worlds masti- cation and stronger defense against climatic changes and better under standing of the laws of health human life has been greatly prolonged. But a centenarian is still wonder. How many people do you know a hundred years old? I do not know one. We talk of century as though it were a very long reach of time. But what is one century on earth compared | with centuries that we are to live somewhere, Somehow-ten centuries, a million centuries, quintillion of centuries? We are all determined to get ready for the longer life we are to live after our exit from things sub- lunary. We are waiting for more pro- pitious opportunity. We have too much business to attend to now or too much pleasure to allow anything to interfere with it's brilliant progress. We are waiting until the wind blows in the right direction. We are going to SOW, and SOW the very best grain. and we are going to raise an eternal harvest of happiness. We like what you say about Heaven, and we are go- ing there, and at the right time we will get ready. But my lungs are sound, my digestion is good, the exam ming physician of the life insurance company says my heart beats just the right number of times minute, and am cautious about sitting in draft, and I observe all the laws of hygiene, and my father and mother lived to be very old, and 1 come of a long-lived family. So we adjourn and postpone until, like the farmer suggested by my text, we allow the seedtime to pass, and sudden pneumonia or a reck- less bicycle or an ungoverned automo- bile puts us out of life with all it's mag nificent opportunities of deciding aright the question of everlasting res idence. A Spanish proverb says: 'The road of By and By leads to the town of Never''
 There are some persons who truth- fully say: q am doing the best I can. The clouds are thick and the wind blows the wrong way, but I am sowing prayers and sowing kind nesses and sowing helpfulness and sowing hopes of better world.'' Good for you, my brother, my sister! What you plant will come up. What you SOW will rise into a harvest the wealth of which you will not know until you go>up higher. I hear the rustling of your harvest in the bright