Greene County herald. (Leakesville, Miss.) 1898-current, 1906-05-18
GOD BLESS OR COUNTY.

dlduein, woman love.
-
GOD BLESS OUR coESTY.
We often wonder if we fully appre-
ciatc our home county, settled as il is
with an honest, thrifty people, and
our progressive little city tecming
with enterprise and hospitality.
We can truly say with the psalmist
The lines are fallen unto me in
pleasant places; yea, have goodly
heS.it;lgc =
The metropolitan cities offer no at
traftions that can compare with our
pure air the singing birds and bloom
ing flowers arc. a pleasure unknown
INCUR crowded cities. But parents
Il 10 are SO fol tunate rs to have chill
diem given them should be donbly
thankful to have this garden spot
upon which to train them in the
way they should go. The city child
has not Que half. the chance in this
old world TO make Il noble man or
woman that yours has. We ser the
success or failure of life But that
all we see. We cannot look be-
meath and know what secret burdens
are carried, what odds; are encoun-
tered. Most of Us have hidden
weights ard trials viii. u should IN
justice be remembered in the esti-
mate of our deeds. Life has placed
serious handical,s upon many of us.
1t is not enough to know who is first
to reach the goal How did the run
ners start? What burdens did they
carry? BY what weights are they
hampercd?
We are competent to Judge be-
cause it leaves these th ,gs out of
account. The very idea of a prose
cutting attorney is hideous. In the
balance scales Of life feathers
weight may determine destiny. Yes
terday we saw a group of boys look
lag at a theatre poster. The picture
shnwcd !, ulan in the act OF plnnging
a dagger in the heart of a woman
The boys did not run or scream. but
their eyes were big and the Intensity.
of their faces. showed that their hor
ror of the picture was not lost upon
them Nearby were two younger
children playing together in a gutter.
Their faces were smcared by the mud
mad. by The dish water running over
the sidewalk, and the children were
amusing themselves fo;lting cigar
sttHnps. in the disgusting pool. This
we saw in q neighboring city. Such
sights. are unknown in our fair coun-
ty. but rejecting upon shat sad sight
there came to our mind other child
hood scenes. There stood out in
memory little lake or clear river
among the bills, where sweetbreathcd
cattle brouscd and where the bran
ches of great trees were mirrored in
crystal waters. There was the boat
house and swimming hole and the
spring board. And there we're sum
mer nights, too, when the leaves
were still and stars were bright and
the spirit Of the child looked up in
silent wonder from nature to natures
God.
In the race of life, N the contest of
physical endurance. in the moral
tests that come, that child has not a
fair chance who has sprung out of
the mud of the streets.
To know the breath of lilacs and
the rustic of autumn leaves, to be up
will the lark, to battle ones feet in
the dew of the pasture, to go to led
with the song of the whip-poor- viii
Those memories are like guardian
angels.
The children whose horizon is a
brick wall, who must play on cobble
stones and go swimming in the canal
and be chased by the police. if they
donot grow up to be ideal citizens.
shall we OF holier memories sit in
judgment upon them9 Shall we not
remember the weight they carry iii
the race ef life and be thankfl | We
live in this beautiful county of ours.