The Pioche weekly record. [volume] (Pioche, Nev.) 1906-1908, 1907-02-22

lives in it is separated by a long dis
lance from the angels of heaven. The
writings and orations that would put
us beyond criticism explode against
some very hard facts and let out upon
the air a great deal of Stiffness. Our
politics are not so absolutely pure that
a seraphs wing could Craze them
without contamination. Our ideals OF
greatness and glory are closer to the
ground than they ought to be.
Our reverence for the sacredness OF
law that should be as firmly fixed, in
our national conscience as Pixies Peak
is firmly fixed in the soil of Colorado,
is not beyond the cavil and complaint
of those who study the foundations of
our institutions.
But of one thing we are persuaded,
and that is that the virtues of our
country over-balance it's faults.
There are more angels than devils
among us.
The devils are making the most
noise, but the angels are doing the
most work. The man who believes
that righteousness is losing its grip
upon this nation is a woefully mis-
taken man. l heard a speaker the
other day who proclaimed that we-are
falling from bad to worse and from
worse to worst.
We do not believe him.
We believe that we are rising from
good to better and from better to best.
One of the chief roots of our patriot-
ism is gratitude, the realization of an
| immense debt to those who battled
about the cradle of our national ex.
istence and won our freedom and in
dependence at the points OF their
! swords.
Here we are because the men of rs
put us here.
Here we stay because the spirit of
rs has kept us here.
stormy Atlantic, mild Pacific, sleep.
! ing lakes, waving forests, tree-crowd-
ed mountains, gold mine and silver
mine, storms out of whose tempest.
driven hearts have futtered the white
feathered birds of peace, fiery hap,
tisms through whose flames have
crept forth the evangels, gave ever
lasting covenant. When we think Of
these things, when we stand upon the
mount of vision, and the splendor Of
our country breaks upon our eyes
when the song of the reapers comes
up to MS, when we hear the hun
of industry thrilling along the ground
when we see the cleaning rivers
eurying and winding like silver
threads through vast gardens, wha
account of ourselves shall we give t
ourselves If we take not the cup o
praise and thanksgiving in our hands
and pour it out to the heroes who's
natience. faith and courage usheret
IN the dawn of our splendid prosper
ity?
They were lighting for the future
for the country that was coming. S,
are we fighting for the future-for tn
country that is coming. AS we loo
,nto the faces of our little children W
cannot feel that for US the battle
ended. We have won q country TO
ourselves. But we must win a countr
for them.
And love or country and love c
children run together with the amb
ton to win a better country for then
Home and patriotism are linked II
gether. The children will help
make the nation. But the nation WI
help to make those children.
That little dimpled cheek will nC
allow you to take off your uniform fc
a single day.
You must build his home. 70
4 must fight for his inheritance. Yc
must put your life into the moving an
marching forces Of righteousness th'
! are trying to win victories for him.
The next generation viii live in u
country which this generation is ma
ing FOR Il And each one OF Us IS bel
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