The Elbert County tribune., 1903-01-29
THOUGHTS.
By T. Il d. Copyrighted.

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Sing troubled hearil though the. day may be
Signs set To music make melody sweet.
Light comes at even. % ye that grow weary.
When oravely is borne The days burden and
heat.
Sing and sweet hope like the fresh bursting
shall bear thee on wings that are swift and are
Where angels are singing to days ever dawning-
joy comes at length though the way may be
long.
Sing ns doth Nature Her song is the strongest
When -pring-time is stirring the still lonely
But sweetest her singing when winter is longest,
And winds have their hafps In the desolhte
trees.
SO shall thine ear catch the echoes supernal-
Echoes Of praises which angels repeat.
And in thy glad heart shall music eternal
Drown cV'ry dircord In harmony sweet
He who never doubts, never has opin-
ions. 1t is only those who aspire who
know what it is to have "the blues" 1t
is good thing now and then for busi.
ness man to question in his mind whether
his business is paying or not; it prompts
him to take stock and find out And so
in the business Of living, little de
precision now and then brings life and
its worth into view for review and can
be made to settle the mind once again
in the belief that it is good to be good
that the chief good of life is goodness.
What is the good of anything? is an
old, old question that comes up ever new
to the latest doubter: Just as the story
of love, as ancient as the first pair, is a
new. new song in the heart of the latest
pair learning its mystery.
The great good Of being and doing
good, as we see how, is this the store
house of memory is being filled, to give
pleasing memory only. Too few of us,
strong in the sense Of strength and youth.
realize that daily life and acts are mark
ing down in the hidden recesses of the
brain recollcctions that will never leave
us, and these memories whether they be
good or i'll will occur at most unexpected
moments. in the one case throwing n
CLEAN of sunshine over troubled way.
or in the other blurring the most beauti-
ful prospects with shade of darkness
Old age has been called the Playground
of Memory, and if more of us learned to
have foresight and looked toward the
end there would be more sunny faces
( illumined with peace and good will even
though the feet were tottering down the
slope of life. If we were far seeing
enough we should try to be good and do
good even from selfish reason, because
Of the good that it would do us in re-
turn. 1t is well to prepare for old age
by being thrifty, so long as we are able
to work, but no one iustihos in others
cheating and over-reaching as means
to a comfortable old age. Let us cease
worrying about Others, and be thrifty in
our own selves, with thrift to make us
look forward to the profitableness of
goodness. 1t will settle many a question
and many temptation easily. The old
fable of the dog crossing a bridge and
dropping the substance of the bone he
had for the shadow of the bone he
thought he saw beneath him in the
stream. has a world of sense in it for
tunes, favors, offered in return for little
giving up of principle have nothing like
the lasting substance that comes from
holding fast that which is good.