Bismarck daily tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1881-1916, 1909-09-11
"TIRED OUT"

TIRED OUT"
Doubtless the financial world had
discounted the death of E. H. Harri-
man. And probably too arrange
ments had been made by the finan-
cier and railroad builder in his last
days for the carrying on of the great
work in which he was engaged. For
many and vast were the undertake
ings of this; great figure in the f1nan-
cial and transportation world. The
railroads over *s which he exercised
supervisory control employed 100000
men-probably a million and half
of people depended for livelihood up
on the operation Of these vast prop
critics. Hartman was in all things
a builder, a developer, a man gifted
with the ability to see opportunities
and to take advantage of them. He
had vast capacity for work, and
it was that vastness of his engage
ments and employments that in all
probability fastened his death. He
did not quit his close application to
the properties he managed until his
vital energies were wasted and death
had set his seal upon him. Then
followed quick cessation of labors>
fastening to Europe, seeking to re-
pair with delayed care and attention
the damage that years of vital waste
had caused. And. then came the re-
turn home to complete the latter
cure'-the pathetic hope of the mas
ter of railroads when it was too late.
Men die but progress and develop
ment are carried on. Men are in
volved with business difficulties and
engagements and cannot see way
to lay them down. They come to be
so engrossed with affairs that they
no longer possess the properties to
! which they have title. The proper
ties possess them. Urged to forego
labor and application and take the
rest that nature insists upon, they
agree to rest "in little while" The
T threads Of endeavor are so many and
are so tangled that they cannot sud-
denly be laid down. Then Death
finds a way to compel their surrend-
er. And the world, and the business
in 1t, goes ON just the same, and the
passing of the greatest man makes
but little ripple in the stream.
T. And arises the old question "Is it
worth while?" The question is ma
tural, and yet what is worth while
in life. The philosopher will tell
you that happiness only is worth
while. The builder says work The
weakling says pleasure. The scien-
fist says truth. The object and es-
sence of life are measured from diff
ferent points of view and by differ
emit standards. Had Hartman
curbed his impulse to labor and con-
quer and build, he might have lived
I ten years or twenty years longer.
And yet, he would have been unhap-
py while he lived. Work was hap
piness to him. Who shall deny him
the right to labor for his happiness?
And the man is after all but an in
fnitesimal element in the advance
Of the world. He is the humblest
instrument, and he passes from la
. Dor to sleep as the falling of leaf
upon an Autumn day. - The work
that he has done Or helped to do
stands and inspires others to- labor.
The world, progress, civilization
all are reared and stand upon the
lives OF great men and small, work
i Ing out their separate destinies, and
passing from labor to rest with as
little notice ais the child ceases from
It's play and seeks its bed at night,
tired out. And upon how many Inn
i posing stones might it with truth be
& written Tired Out. !" u n 3 33ss