The Chickasha daily express. (Chickasha, Indian Territory [Okla.]) 1899-current, 1904-12-03
Observation-Disclosures

NfE1 E=1N tut lohu 10 SUCCESS a
llSl l1Il few abstract. smooth-rolI-
Ing phrases about perseverance and
courage, with very little concerning
the snags and the pitfalls. and moth
ing at all to say Of the balm to use
for stumped purposes and broken
limbs Of resolution.
am young, and | awake early re-
peating TO myself again and again:
Il VIII make this day Of great
thingsw And on that. Il win stop
the trivial buttoning Of my waist TO
crush my hand Ia determination: my
chin unconsclously take on a John l..
Susiyan angle. and my mouth goes
rigid. Let him oppose who dares!
Then ! 90 on buttoning my waist and
the button rolls of just the same. tax
ing with II large lump Of my deter
mination. And al day long buttons
keep rolling OF. hguratiyely. / has
ten 10 add until sy night. perhaps.
there Is not single one left. and my
determination, detached, has slipped
on.
go out alone at twilight for
thoughtful walk Success germs are
literally swarming all over me. / say
10 myself softly. II Will scceed,
Others have. so viii IT' Again the
hand cllnches and something within
me sw,lls. Il willF' | say again to
the sunset. and thoa to some fancled
obstacle "Nou SHAH Hct daunt men in
such tone that any but the rudest
obstacle would surely scuttle scared
away.
Ny idea Of success Is rather dim.
but L puts me up aud makes me feel
airy and apart from the world. The
horizon Of my dreams looks rose
colored and far away-lt Is great
big world-encompasslng dream that |
take with me on my twilight walk
] read sketch after sketch Of lives Of
great men IN the magazines. sn the
papers, everywhere On all sides /
meet with these little biographies OF
success. They stir me and stimulate
me. SO say. They did; I win. /
viii work hard as they worked hard.
and 7. too. VIII succeed. / will per
severe without ceaslng | viii make
sacrifices 70 my work. worship always
at is shrine: and then / viii do things
that shall make the world stop In its
course and wonder
One thing rankles little. Always
in the Biographies there were pretty
tales OF the her0's determination.
poverty bound though his youth was.
70 90 70 college; and Just as sure as
his path was Uttered with difficulties.
20 sure was he to trample them down
and pass on triumphantly to the open
doors OF the college. Now. 7 IN my
very young days. hueged 10 myself a
dream 81 college lie II plllowed me
10 sleep many a night. Not that there
seemed the slightest probability Of It's
fulfllment. indeed there was every
reason 10 suppose Il could not possibl,
come TO pass but what mattered that
10 my dream? Indeed. would a dream
be dream. all pumped M with pro-
babilltyN So ] cherished 1t none the
less and felt perfectly certain that
could not possibly be cheated OF my
riehtful heritage. l saw pleading
philanthropists trooplng forward 70
help in such a good cause. But the
day OF graduation came to hand and
the expected philanthroessts had for
gotten their cue and failed to appear
upon the stage OF my well ordered
fromt,a. The ct,t,.f.g ..-.f.t.... - ..-...l.
presented Itself 10 me with the same
harshness that 1t would 10 any ordl-
nary non-heroine being II was my
unmistakable part to pitch in and help
the family finances-it might sound
well IN books and biographies. but in
real life II was prosaic, deadly dull
and inevitable.
or course. might have chucked
duty. borrowed money OF some
abundantly provided friend and gone
on to college. leaving the family TO
shoe the wolf away without my help.
And I admit that If l had been truly
great could have managed to get my
college education and stlll have kept
the family going with the proceeds OF
chocolate fudge or Welsh rarehit con
cocted at odd hours for classmates
But my greatness was not that great
and gulped down with a hard swal-
low my college dream and delved into
work--some small newspaper position
in which chose 10 see large possi-
bilities. Ny eyes are OF the kind that
naturally adjust themselves to magni-
flying glasses.
And so my career began. II WIS
hard. cruelty hard. with snags and
tumbles unnumbered during that first
year. But II could be only little
while. though. before some brilliant
future would open up TO me. worked
hard. so hard that sometimes there
came tears Of bitterness that blurred
the magnifying glasses for a moment.
It was work 50 distasteful. SO unlike
my dreams had pictured. But then
my thoughts reverted to the biogra-
phies All great people had been so
hampered. I took comfort, resorted to