The Kalispell bee. [volume] (Kalispell, Mont.) 1900-192?, 1902-12-12


Sweet memory bells! Their witcins
chimes
Have charm as dear as olden rhymes
Their voices ring with magic strain,
Breaking the calm with sweet re
frain-1
oh, happy bells! oh, Ginning bells
The sad, sweet bells of memory
Telling us childhood's joyous lays,
And joys and fears in bygone days,
Of bridal VOWS and farewells said,
And solemn dirges for the dead
Oh, mournful bells, oh, Ginning
bells,
The sad, sweet bells Of memory
Soon, soon, our weary feet shall
tread
That land where no sad tears are
She'd
Soon we shall clasp the hands of
friends
Where with the song no discord
blends
Of mournful bells, of tolling bells,
The sad sweet bells of memory.
Every man. and woman too, has
past in his history and which the
voice of memory reproduces in the
living present. Whatever may be the
moral character of this past, it is
designed to live in human conscious
ness and to have vital influence
upon the welfare of humanity, and il
this view of the subject be true, then
every mans happiness or misery is,
at least to some extent, in the re-
sources of his memory, and as every
mans past is just what he personally
made it, he must abide the result
OF its memory upon his moral well
fare.
Memory to a good man or woman
is everything, since it furnishes the
materials out of which the condition
of his happiness is created.
There must be a reason for our
happiness, and, as that reason cannot
lie out of ourselves, it lies in the re-
sources of our memory. That which
we have done in fulfilling the neces-
sary conditions of happiness recalls
the relation of memory to this con-
scious fact in our experiences.
A poet very tenderly expresses a
beautiful sentiment in speaking of
the influence of memory on our hap
piness, and says:
When time, which steals our years
away,
Shall steal our pleasures, too,
The memory of the past will stay,
And half our joy renew"
In true and noble life-a life full
of outfiowing sympathies and gener-
Gus deeds for the welfare of the
race-there must exist all the ma
terials for the highest possible enjoy
ment on earth. The man who has
ever given a pleasant look, spoken a
kind word or performed a good deed
to a wronged heart or a saddened
spirit has thrown something of sun
shine and cheer about the pathway
of some lonely one on life's pilgrim
age, and is, by consequence, richer
and more noble in his hearts expert
ence from the memory of the same
A blessed arrangement of nature,
indeed is memory, when it has the
right kind of material to work upon
In recounting and summing up the
treasures which memory holds sacred
and dear to the heart, well may the
bard sing;
Long, long, may my heart with such
memories filled.
ike tho il, wbinb rococ houo
once been distilled
You may break, you may ruin the
vase, if you will
But the scent of the roses will cling
round it still"
Memory is by no means friendly
to a man who has a history full oil
selfish pursuits in the past With g
record as full of the details of self
ishness as it is wanting in genia
love and generous devotion to the
happiness of his kind, would it no
be against all the rules of reason 70,
such man to be happy?
What is the lesson suggested b,
memory? Make a better history TO
future. Even the purest and best OIL
earth, those who have ever had tn,
cause of heaven and humanity near
est the heart, may learn through thu
medium of memory something i'm
portant for the present and future
If memory is such in its influenc,
on our welfare here, and such in it
results on our destiny hereafter cal
we be too careful in putting into gu
lives such material as memory ma,
make source of blessedness to u
forever? If we are working out re
suits here which are as enduring a
eternity ITSELF and to which our az
tive, conscious thought will be pei
petually recurring all through tn
sweep of endless ages, is it not G
vast Importance for us to look afte