Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1903-10-15
WORKING AFIELD.
Life AS 1t Is: Its Duties Are Cease
less and May Not Be Shirked,

Life AS 1t Is: Its Duties Are Cease
less and May Not Be Shirked.
I ask not
When shall the day be done, ant
rest come on;
pray not
mat soon from me the curse of toll
be done;
I seek not
"A sIuggard's couch with droWsy cur
tain drawn.
But give me
Time to fight the battle out as best
may;
And give me
Strength and grace to labor still tC
evenings gray;
Then let me
steep as one who tOiled afeIC
through all the day.
Hearts break and bleed every day;
wrong issues its damn1ng DEGREES,
minds become unclean, souls, spot.
ted with vice; truth is outraged, and
fast-paced sin bears the leper down,
whilst truth, unweary nurse in the
garb OF holiness, tolls to save; and
over it all the love of just men and
good women shines with that steady
radiance given of the Godhead since
men and women began to love and
be Just and fear not anything save
wrong-doing. Never yet fell mortal
too low in suffering to be reached by
human love or cody piety. The
olive branch and the lily of charity
are fadeless. They are the banner
OF the Most High, under which
march in measured tread to the di-
VINE harmony all humanity that is
worthy upon this green earth.
In the empire of pain life's little
light burns low; but angel hands
close about it until the rustling rush
ing winds fall to the whisper of
things that might have been; the |
heart is quoted, the soul is stiIled, |
and the slow-returning light reveals
a sky vaster and bluer and brighter
for the darkness that fell. Mercy and
truth and charity and kindness, and
allthe spiritual evangels of the bet
ter life come trooping forward, rose
ladened, mercy-robed, love-crowned
Whosoever knowest notI
these things has not dropped sound !
ing plummet into the calm waters
OF the worlds divine charity.
Charity rolls up the blacklist cur
tains, and into the SOULS inner cham
bers burst the sunbeams of pe.,ce.
laughter and joy; and the hear bea $
rioutously to the notes OF song borne
inward from the infinite. There is
no longer moan, no longer fevered
protest, no longer unanswered cryl
for tardy peace. Love, the all-heal,
has wrought the miracle, as it has
been doing ever since love came tol
upon the earth to bless and to
Save, to redeem the condemned and !,
reprleve those who would be lost to L
the flowers that blossom to the songs
of the birds, and the music of manyls
waters. The daffodil is still the daffo- I
dill, the o S the rose. It is hail! And 6
farewell shall be unspoken until you
md your life have been longer to- q
Truth and mercy and right ]
9OusneSs kiss each other in the festi- G
val of honest hearts that are puri- Q
led. 1t is given to but few of us to t
walk the sinless way; but all may
read the path of charity upon which d
he light of Heaven beats for ever +
nd forever. 1t is not for any humant
reature to cast stones at any mortal v
Who has erred; but the teachings of @
he Nazarene are vain if they call s.
lot forth the helping hand and bravela
words of good cheer and hopeful s,
The lessen is an open one to
I'd the opportunities for its exercised :,
iced not be pointed out; they are u
With us always and on every hand. b
nd when bravely and kindly metW
We may, at the end, '1lfe's ftful o
ever over" =
as one who toiled afeIdlh
through all the day" y
CANCER CURED BY BLOOD
RAIN. IL.