The Aberdeen Democrat. (Aberdeen, South Dakota) 1???-1909, 1905-12-08

pass on, pass on!" We feel our steps impelled
By hand invisible, our faces bent
On Oward the realm of Death, whose shady
land
forth to grasp us; our brief vigor spent.
And ever as we wend the weary trail
Tha awful and unseeming power around
Cries with a tone unheard, unfelt, but known
on, pass on thy life resistless round.''
This busy world a mighty highway is
A rugged way Which ends In shadow dense,
Down which the human cavalcade, alike
Both great and small, pass or their journey
thence,
And as l look, the restless hurrying mass
OF human shapes goes on before my eyes,
Some see the valley long before they come,
While others meet the shades in sheer surprise.
Each has his tale of travel to relate,
Words of the rabble bear the self-same song,
But here are some, who by their acts, anon,
Stand out in bold relief against the throng.
pass on, pass mp The ever goading words
Sound like a knell in maiden beauty's ears,
Forcing her toward the overhanging fall.
Quenching with darkness all the sobs and tears
Tearing her from the gay and laughing friends,
M0cking the shadow in. their conceit
Yet ever in accordance with the power
Pushing the dust with glad u%nknowing feet.
Pass on, pass 0n!" The aged one would turn
And pace once more the gladstone way of yore
When with the happy comrades, all his thot
Wa to the flowery by-way, not the fore.
Yet ever tho in memory he turn
His steps lmpelled by that unheard command
Move ever onward to the CHASTITY shades
To join with others in an unseen land.
"Pass ont" The priest with humble step and
slow.
With never backward look or faltering heart,
Approaches slow the dull and dusky mart
Where death is given for life and life for death.
And as the ages ever onward roll,
The body and the pleasure of a life
Are bartered for the lifetime OF a soul.
So In the shadow strides the priest, in hand
The cruci1ix to which his faith is pinned.
And as the darkness closes over him
His churchly robe drifts backward on the wind.
Pass on. pass ont" A youth with buoyant step
A fair bride leads down the crowded way
Whose white hands reach imploriDgly above
AS ''tOn, Pass on" he must the word obey.
s.Pass on, pass ont" The turbaned HindoO
strides,
And peers beyond the gloom for Buddha's face.
The half tanned Malay courts the journeys end
And feels himself a mark of Allah's grace.
The Christian white man Of the favored lands,
The simple red man Of the western plain,
The swart Egyptian and the Pagan Moor
Would minister to each others misled brain.
Aud yet the Christian ard the Pagan feet
The selfsame pathway in the selfsame hour,
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Impelled forever by the selfsame power.
Then let us be resigned and when the hour
Arrives when we must meet the shadows dense
to the red men in their native haunts
Go strike in silent awe the weakened tens.
And as the gathering shadows of the night
In silence take the place of ruddy day,
Cast not a look of sorrow OF regret
But in the cleaning silent steal away.
If you can't spell pinnocnee, say
fudge.
Mr.. Delaney Of Rondell was in Sum
day.
John Mccoy made a visit to the
Hub Sunday.
IL. c. Conlee was a Monday evening
visitor to the hub. .
Miss Mamie Porter and Mrs. Gubin
were in Tuesday evening.
Anna Berg went to the Hub Mon
day evening to stay a few days.
Our pastor and wife have returned
from u Thanksgiving visit down the
line.
1. o. o. f. Lodge met Tuesday even
ing and elected officers for the ensuing
term.
There was no church Sunday even
ing owing to lack Of a janitor for the
church.
"A goodly lunch Of thoroughbred
cattle passed through here Thanks
giving day enroute for Mellette.
Frank Kienow was seen in town
Monday with a horse, dinky sleigh,
spring seat etc, but no girl. Jimmy
They say that our own Genung, is
unacceptable, having fallen and
blacked both his eyes on the dool
jamb.
Cardslare out announcing the mar
riage Of Almanac Robinson, our happy
yonpg-frIend from down BY the Jim
and Bertha e. Hassan OF Elk Point
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