Omaha daily bee., 1908-12-28

Glory Is a good word. but duty is a better
one"
Right you are" cried the we'll known
voice. II award the palm to Duty" Poor
Fighting Edge. at those words. SUNK from
the room and was seen no more. his place
being taken hy a typical low brow. who
edged into the presence OF the parsonage in
bed. He was a dirty man. with matted
hair falling down over his eyes, a round
shouldered man, and about him was the
fetid odor Of the stable. He was the kind
Of a man would naturally imagine to be
possessed Of a pair Of shifty eyes, but as
he never raised his head. but kept his nose
pointed always to the floor. this could not
be accurately seem
And YOU" thundered the well known
voice, II think 1 know your
II won't deny IT," whimpered the wretch,
displaying for the first time his long I'M
plement OF labor. Il am the man with the
muck rake. I made your acquaintance al
the laying of the cornerstone OF the house
of representatives office building in Wash.
ington, April IA. 1905. You took me out oil
Mr.. Bunyan's Pilgrims Progress and
haven't known a minutes rest since. I've
been worked to death in every Decent maya
zine in the country. stu, I'm not sore al
you. I'm simply here to say farewell"
Two FavOrite old Fairies.
Farewell, them" said the voice, Il hope
1 have seen the last Of YOU" Just as he
concluded these few we'll chosen remarks
the sound of music was heard. The well
known voice listened intently: that Is, the
sTner Of It did, and all the strange beings
gathered about the bedside began to smile
as the sounds of revelry came nearer and
nearer. Suddenly two bright spirites danced
into the room. They skipped and p~irouettet
about the room, scattering garlands OF
dainty flowers and singing with glee.
What in the -: who are your" de
manded the well known voice.
a." said one of the pretty creatures
pausing In the mad whirl long enough Il
throw a kiss. IAN De~e-Lighted."
And l." cried the other, Am a Corkinl
GOOD Time
They skipped gayly away. and the sount
Of music died down and was heard n,
more. There came, however, at this point
the sound OF galloping hoofs. Al huddle,
about the bed, the imprint OF clammy fea.
laid upon each damp brow, while even tn
well known voice itself was a little shak,
asst queried:
"What do you suppose that can be7'
The answer came n the form Of a COW
boy, mounted on a broncho. Horse an,
rider plunged into the chamber on a lope
and 1t did seem that every one presen
would be mashed to bits; but just as tn
puncher reached the foot of the bed h
yanked at the broncho's jaw, and tn
beast, rearing upon its hind legs, came t
a stop.
"Hello!" exclaimed the well known voice
"shake!"
How" replied the Strenuous Life, for
was indeed he; nv come to shake on II
pard.'
h emind me-" said the we'll know
voice, of something I wrote once.
went like this: I wish to preach, not III
/ doctrine of ignoble ease, but the doctrin
l OF the strenuous life, the life OF toll an
l effort, of labor and strife; to preach ths
highest form of success which comes, nc
, to the man who desires more easy peac,
: but to the man who does not shrink fror
l danger. who out OF these wins the splendi
4 ultimate triumph"
: "Hurrah!" cried one of the assemble
E guests, a remarkable looking man IN
leather suit, with big punched arms and
mammoth rubber nose.
r In short" continued the voice, "in III
8 as in a foot ball game, the principle to 70
low To-: Hit the line hard: don't foul ar
d don't shirk, but hit the line hard"
Gentlemen" announced a we'll know
n voice, with decision. this Is too muC
Loeb says your time is up"