The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1906-06-15


Ethat' an, ounce Of pluck is worth a
ton of luck; that you have chosen as
your motto, "Labor omnia vincit. i
am glad to be able to say to every
member of this audience that every
member Of this class knows how to
work, and is. not ashamed of 1.-THE
young ladies, too, Believe always in
the words Of that great American,
Grover Cleveland, that honor, lies iii
honest toll. When you go back to-
the farms which are your homes this
summer take off your coats and go
to work, and keep at work, Be not
ashamed Of the sweat Of the brow,
because thereby man not only wins
bread, but hono1s, deserved honor,
; from all in whose opinion honor is
worth anything.
"There is higher toll, however,
than the toll Of the hands, and that
is toll of the mind. The farmer toll
ing in his field looks with contempt
upon the artist seated under tree
painting pretty pictures upon can
vass, and he thinks the artist is idl-
ing. But that man seated in the shade
under the tree, can put into one hour
of work more energy, more vitality,
more mind force and soul force than
the manual laborer can expend dur
ing year of toll.
"And so you have been brought
| boro 70 th;c ioct;trtSoo that ,,o,,,,
minds may be trained to work. This
is commencement day, but it will be
a day vain and idle for you unless
you go out to use your minds as tools
| Of your soul, to make character with,
to better the world with them; as
tools, in loyal, hard honest service,
in good hard work, to be not afraid
of the sweat Of the brow.
"There are the three grades Of
labor; Physical labor, the labor of
the mind, and, finally, the labor of
the soul.
"The men who have really bless
ed mankind have suffered in thier
souls, and labored in their souls, un-
til death, for the sake Of the truth,
being true to the truth. Gallile and
Columbus in their dungeons, Mar
tin Luther on his dying bed Of pain,
sweat Keats, with broken heart, and
Shakespeare, with his pathetic SON.
net beginning,
'"When in disgrace with fortune and
mems eye,'
these have all suffered. They have
sweat soul sweat for the sake Of
truth, for the sake Of service. Even
Moses was shut out from that land
to which he had led his followers,
shut out himself, in agony, and
Christ shed, at it were, great drops
of blood because his soul was sick
nigh unto death with toll for the
sake of the world
" Oh, young men, young women,
l am glad, | praise you today because
you have chosen as you motto, "Lab-
or omnia vincit." May you be faith
full to that. motto forever.
"In Fairmount Park, Philadelphia,
there is a great picture called labor,
a gigantic picture which attracted
my attention. You see there, with
his back turned to you, the figure
Of peasant resting heavily upon
the handles Of his plow, one foot
dragging itself wearily after the
other. But his head is thrown back
and his face is towards the sunset,
towards the shining sun, shining up
on him from far away and through
the murky clouds, but still shining,
The ground is hard and stony and
cruel. There is scarcely any soil on
it at all. But you know, although
you can't see his face, that back in
those deep, weary,hollow eyes there
is the light Of hope, because his face
is towards the sunshine, and you
know in his peasant, aching heart,
he is thinking beyond the sunsets
reddened glow, there is brighter
world, know His toll is endurable
and blessed to him because he has
come to that one who, is. the Master
Of that toll, that one whose sweetest
word is, Come unto me all ye that
labor; take my yoke upon you; learn
Of me, and We shall find rest unto
your souls. The brother of toll, the
king Of men; choose him as your
| caDtain: take his woke unon Won md