The Washington herald., 1910-09-25

staying qualities that are necessary 10
those who would be winners in the race
Of life. II Is not the first mile post, but
the last, that tells the story; not the
outward-bound steed. but the one on the
home stretch that we note as victor
Francis L. Willard
HARRIET " HAGAR.
Would you always find beauty,
Seek il in the discharge Of duty.
The largest amount OF love, beauty, and
blessing that God can give US IS always
wrapped up in that one little word Of
four letters. duty" s. Z. ADKINS.
Beauty is that nature Of q thing which
captiyates and charms the admiration
OF the human race. Beauty is the forest
with its vast and varied foliage OF purple.
crimson. green. and gold. commjngled in
profusion ike gorgeous mantle 10 Ell
rich and 5eautify the rugged outlines OF
the earth Beauty is the pretty. fragrant
flowers with their delicate variegated pink
and red and white and blue. which please
and fascinate with countless tints and
hues, while shedding perfume on the
breeze when bursting into beauty on tho
beams of day. Beauty is that briiliancy
OF plumage or the melodies Of birds, as
butterflies and bees are chanting anthems
in the sanctuary of the world-the har-
monies Of happiness. Of perfect peace,
contentment. rest, and JOY
Beauty is the peaceful sky adorned
with beloved clouds so grandIy decorated
with the many-cOIored arch OF promise.
love. and hope. Beauty is the labyrinth
Of heaven gIorifed by c0lors. lights, and
shadows that delight the night with gilt
tering stars-the Jewels Of the universe
of time and space Beauty Is majestic
mountains, valleys, rivers. hills. AMI
plains. with all the beauties they en-
brace. The beautiful abounds in all there
is Of ocean. land. and sky: but children.
women. flowers. and beautiful characters
ere the grandest Of them all
I stood upon the bridge of life and
watched the silvery waters as they must
cally rippled by. and listened 10 the mer-
~ sOngsters singing on the branches 10
the sun I gazed upon the pleasant IN
dulating fields beheld a thousand sun
liz hills where f1Ocks and herds were
grazing on the sunny slopes while little
laughing children played among the grass
and flowers. I saw a charming country
home with blossoms, babes. and mafdens
in the lawn. where trailing and embracing
vines entwine in flowing folds about the
porch and door, while on the balmy
bTeeZes Of a moOnlit summers night I
heard the crickets song beneath the
withered leaves. which seemed 10 softly,
sweetly sing: here let me live, forever
love and never die.
Beauty is the mingled colOrs, lights.
and shades and forms expressed in beau
teous. inspiring art portrayed and pic
tured by a genius seemingly divine.
Beauty is the symphony Of song. the
melody Of music that enraptures and en-
thralls the happy heart. whose magic
drives away our cares and sorrows from
he cradle 10 the tomb. Beauty is the
mastery of human speech. 10 carve with
words the statues, paint the pictures
that preserve the pearls and gems OF
thOught-the language that enrObes the
children Of the brain within the royal
garments of the human tongue.
Beauty is the symmetry Of human
shape and size. the fine proportion OF
perfect features, form. and face that cap
ture and compel their lovers 10 encounter
death 10 gain the love and alteration OF
the beautiful. the perfect, and suberb.
Beauty is that generous, just, and honest
soul; that gentle, kind, and loving life;
the faithful, chaste, and pure in heart,
the lovely loyal liberal life and charac-
Ter whose lofty spirit elevates itself and
helps to hold within a strong and ten
der heart the sacred sensibilities that
make our lives more noble and sublime.
The beautiful character sheds the light
OF help and kindness on the painful path
way of the crippled. deaf, and blind:
assists and comforts the discouraged.
sick, and helpless all along the fearful
journey TO the starless night OF death.