The Ward County independent., 1910-07-21
Alice Is Doing Things
THE VOICE OF THE WINDS.
(By Alico.)

| Lear FTlenOB: nave not WTlILe0
you since my spring clean up letter
was published, some time in April,
and now greet you all once more
cheerfully, calmly and patiently nope
| full.
Thank God, have performed every
duty faithfully, have strenuousiy
cleaned up most OF the town because
my husbands business spreads over
about half of the little townsite. OF
course, there are lazy, shiftless peo-
pie In every village, so OF course, we
have them here, but they cant throw
papers out now, they can't throw tin
cans and rags about any more. I
have worked for hours and davs in
the boiling sun cleaning up about
our own premises, which seem to ex-
tend pretty much all over town, so
when the shiftless fellows throw
things out they somehow get onto
our lots and 60, at night and tie up
the bundles and return them to the
doorsteps from which they come. In
the long run the throwing out trick
has somehow come to all end. When
I mean business let people know It
and simply insist On prompt demon.
stration of the fact. Our town Is
homely enough but not filthy as it
was last year. succeeded in getting
lawn and garden fenced in and
got right out and painted the fence
myself We planted trees and made
small flower bed at the roots of
each tree so that when watered tho
flowers the trees would get plenty
of moisture. All the trees are grow
ing nicely and the flowers are doing
we'll, notwithstanding the severe
winds that seem to spread destruc-
ton in their path. Oh, the hot, dry,
terrible, cruel winds! I'nev remind
one of the stories Of childhood about
the hot winds that destroy whole car
avans in the hot sands of Sahara,
with pictures Of the bones Of animals
in the hot sands while they perished.
Yes, dear readers, the voice of the
winds is common to US all, we can
meet as brothers in this awful calam-
ity. We can read each others fate
for the year Of 1910, so far as harvest
is concerned, Why then can We not
unite our hearts and prayers in this
common sense and appeal to the God
Of destiny for relief before It is too
late? Why not set aside week tor
prayer and fasting as was done 30
often In Bible times with good re-
suits.
Oh, men of hearts and souls. oh,
leaders of the people, why do you
hesitate? Why do you linger In this
sea Of doubt and destruction? Come
out and storm the heavens. The
winds do but cry to heaven for the
sins Of men. Why not repent and
subdue the flesh. Thousands or Ia
borers. mechanics, millmen, sales
men, jobters and tradesmen are
thrown out Of work not only in the
northwest but in the cities of the far
east. Even the shores Of distant
Europe will bear the mournful vail
Of the breadland winds as they, cry
! - h,n.,o,, go 1,on~>>non Havo ~ =
leader, send us a Washington or a
Lincoln to pray in the wilderness
once more and lead the people to
safe harbor. We have forgotten God,
we have shown only eelflshness and
rank ingratitude for all Gods boun-
ties and favors. ,'...'.'.. '..''''
So-called Christians have become
frivolous and hypocritical in years Of
plenty.
Listen to the winds and bow your
heads in earnest PRAYER. Man is
frail, very helpless and this only
proves it all the more. It seems to
me that in such times as these every
picnic and auting party should be
converted into a real prayer meet
| ing with all possible devotion. Give
us some staunch leaders. This is a
time that calls out real men of soul
and action. Let us hear from some
of you, can you not lead an army TO
meet the wrath Of Just God and
make terms of peace with his all
powerful Majesty. He, who stilled
the waters Of Genesereth and calmed
the stormy waters OF GaMee, can
also calm tho fiery winds Of our ter
rorrstricken land. Drive through our
famous wheat lands and see tho
dried up vegetation and the animals
almost hungry. Then, oh cruel man,
repent. Let your greed for gold
a1ate and recognize your God. Lot