Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1903-03-05
LIFE AS IT IS.
It's Duties: It's Realities: Its joys
and Its Fears: Its Pearls
of Precious Worth.

$50 When the Angel OF the CAREER
drink,
At last shall find you by the river
brink,
And Offering his cup, invite your
Soul
Forth to your lips to quaf-you shall
not shrink"
Last Saturday we wrote of the
civic duties of life, that daily and
hourly confront us, and that should
not be shirked nor ignored. To-day
we would lead our readers along a f,
higher plain and entertain them
with such thoughts as fancy and
truth working together may weave
from the little verse, of Persian or
igin, that heads this homily.
sEIt is not so much how we die in
this world as how we live" quoth
the Grabbed DIR. Johnson, in n of
his outbursts of sarcasm. And while
no right thinking man could well
dispute the truth and the wisdom Of
the assertion, it is something to SO
live that when the cup bearer of
what the Persian poet pleases to call
the tFdarker drink'' comes you shall
not recoil as a criminal caught in the
not Of hJc 9pifr1n on. a coward fnaTfIII
of every shadow. None knows the
day of his ending; all know the I'M
certainty ofIife. The morning sun
of this day-of every day-sets on a
changed world. IF you or I are to
have part in chat change, let us be
ready to welcome the last Of our Wis
itors here with faith and without
fear.
For why should death be called
the "darker drink"? We differ with
the poet in this. Do we weep at the
close Of day, when the west is paint
ed with the rich struggling Of the
dying lighto Are we doWncast q the
disappearance of night-When the
sparkling lamps along the plains of
Heaven are put out in the approach
OF Aurora? Is the last chapter Of
the book Il source Of sorrow; the close
of the play 2 time for lamentation:
Why, then, should we of the larger
book, the greater play, stand dis
consulate il the shadow of the sum
mons? Almost universally we hold
to a beliefin a hereafter, better and
happier than what we have here, YET
in the moment Of parting We seem
to lose sight Of the gain to the going
in the loss to the remaining. What
would Heaven mean if there were
not aHyaitln@ rs there the souls We
loved on earth?
Men stand IN fear Of death. Al
the trembling Of the thunder cloud
they weaken; at The sight Of The
wave they pale and pray. It is not
in vain if it leads to prayer; but
why the dread fear? IF life be Sc
filled with Esja end care and bur
den5 as they >ay, why should not q
surcease be gladly beckoned? But
there, tt,ac IS Il. Lille is not tits
draary roar.l they would have y
think. Tnera Is ii Its every day
something fa~H4 tn hold as n treaeu: =
through ali tie days that are to
come We nave but TO break away
the black saail O. the pebble TO fire
be- laa Isl 45to q clear 7to4~.
We have only to accept aud patient
ly endure Il trials to know them
IN die aaa a5 stones of precious
worth
AnG wnen this we have done;
when the hand holds many, and the
heart is glad yer them, why should
it be Withdrawn at the approach o.
the messenger from the Great Store
honse of Good?
$50 when the Angel of the darker
drink,
At last shall find you by the river
brink,
And offering his cup, invite youl
Soul
Forth to your lips to quaff-you shall
not shrink"
SPANS WAR BILLS.
Madrid. Feb. 26.-The minister O