Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1905-08-02


]. Emil Nelson business Manager.
WEDNESDAY, AUGUST ?, 1905.
the LIFE WORTH LIVING.
What, truly, 10 the Life worth liv-
ing?
1t is to cultiv ate, expand, energies
and consecrate all that Ia best within !
you; to search for Truth aud Right |
and to lay your willing sword at their
feet; to combat al shams and hypoc
rioies and superstitions and frauds and
errors and expressions; to love the
best interests OF your fellow-man aud
to put your whole heart In the struggle
for his advancement in spite OF his
own cruel hatred and persecution.
What though this life condemns you
to unrequited labor, unapprecisted
effort, the ingratitude which cuts like
= knife, and the misrepresentation
which chills worse than the wintry
wind. All this Is outward, temporary,
inconsequent, the mere passing OF
Aeeting clouds, nothing moro than in.
cidental discords on the great harp of
life. Things like these wound, intllct
pain, sadden the soul somewhat, but
they do not change the course OF the
vessel nor make coward him who stands
sturdily at the wheel steering, steer
ing through the night by the everlast-
Ing stars.
He knows, he knows that he has laid
his course Alright; and that it, when
morning breaks, the harbor is not In
sight the fault will not be his.
He will keep his ruddsr true; no
more is In his power.
The life which is truly worth living
has not always led to ease, worldly
SUCCESS, happiness and earthly hon
ors.
Too often the man who consecrates
himself to the nobler purpose has been
what the world called failure, has
been led away into captivity by pitt
less foes, has died at the stake amid
fortunes.
But, like the Indian brave, such a
warrior has never feared the stake nor
the tortures.
Like the Indian brave, such war
rior despises those who torment him,
and amid the flames in which he dies
his death song rises to thrill the
world:
Il have fought . good fight. Never
once did lower my flag. To the
Right, a. God gave me to SEQ it, was
always true. Not once did bend the
knee to the Wrong, consciously.
"All my life fought for the better.
ment of humanity. Here are the scars
to show it. Defeat has rolled over me-
but not dishonor.
''To no man or woman have know
ingly done hurt: if have not done
some good it is not because I failed
to try.
ION millions of my fellow. men
found the chains of q bondage NOR,
CALLING than slavery: l did my ut
most to show them how to be free.
''Millions I found hungry, naked
homeless: did my best to point tn,
way out OF poverty into plenty.
II found the old foes of tho huma,
race winning ground day by day; tn
rich man grinding the face of the poor
tho tyrant using Law and Government
to rob the people; the priest agail
spreading the cloud OF ignorant Faitl
over the sunny fields of God givel
Reason: the Church and the State ono
moro uniting to plurder the hums
race and to divide the spoil.
"Agsinst these ancient devourers O
men, against these relentless foes @
the freedom and development of hu
manity, raised the cry of defiance
fought them with all the power thu
wss within me, doing what man Nigh
do TO arouse my fellow man to sens
of the peril which WAS coming upo
him..
"Yea! have fought q good fgh,
Here are the wounds. No white ia
flew over my citadel. 1t held out t
the last.
''Loneliness psined but did not sui
due me; persecution saddened but di
not conquer me; friends deserted m
and foes multiplied, but was not III
terly cast down. The sacred torch {
human progress held aloft, even q
better men had done in the. ages {
past.
sits light will not fail. Others wi
teize upon it and bear it on. Som
day the night will pass, and the h,
man race will no longer grope
gloom.
sin that my faith 10 strong Fo
that have never ceased to watch IN
pray and work. .~
ri "And now my part 10 done. Tt
shadows gather about me-but l d
not afraid. The voices from the dsrl
ness call for me-and without regret
20.
''Duty grants me her honorable d.
~ m Ave,o. (0nn01onno nonn{<n smn ~, ~