The Topeka state journal. [volume] (Topeka, Kansas) 1892-1980, 1910-02-21
KANSAS CONAENT
SURFACE WATER.

There is tendency among young
people Of TODAY to be contented with
only the light and shallow things of
life. Too often the young man enter
ing into the first bloom of manhood
searches only among the common place
aHalrs Tor his pleasures, and enjoy
ments. Frequently the young woman
is sat1sf1ed to be known as popular
belle of the social whirl. In Atchison
tnere are many young people passing
up the opportunities for educational
training, which will fit them for use
ful life. In providing a splendid school
system the. older citizens of the town
have realized what valuable asset ed
ucat1on is to the person thrown upon
the world to sink or swim. Education
is many times the hfeboat for a young
man. There is SO much in life really
worth while that it hardly becomes
young man to be contented until he
has tasted of the best there is in store
society life many girls place and form
their ideals. Many young men have
no higher ambition in life than acquir-
ing power through the accumulation OF
money. Society and dollars are all
right but there are many things far
nore valuable and make more for hap
piness and civilization than these. They
are simply the surface water OF Life.
Unfortunately the majority of people do
not seem to know where and how TO
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Just as spring water is far more re-
freshing to the physical body than sur
face seepage. SO is culture, education,
integrity self respect and love OF hu-
mainly, more refreshing to the mental
and spiritual being. The man who
drinks only of the surface water of life
will come down to old age, never know
ing what great joy and happiness could
have been his until 1t is too late. The
experience of such men. whose lives are
those things
while, should be great lesson to the
younger generation who are rapidly
stepping up to take the places of the
older.-Atchison Champion.
THE TRAGEDIES OF LIFE.
Yesterday the daily papers told Of
the killing of an unknown man by
Katy train knocking him off a bridge
near Muskogee. and each day is but
the old, old story over and over again
until the casual reader pays but slight
attention to it. But somewhere or
hours with anguish blurred-waits
through heartsick misery OF the crum-
bling hope deferred. Somewhere, per-
haps, in a weary night there is lit
tie ones lonely cry, asking question
to which. alas. from out of the dark
ply. Somewhere a letter lies unan-
swered, and the DAYS stretch into
years, and the mystery flowers into a
rose of grief nourished by endless
tears. 1t is not a heartless public that
reads of these tragedies. but they are
so far removed from our own happy
homes that we forget, and the uniden-
titled man Is forgotten among the
more personal events of life. But
somewhere he is remembered. and
somewhere a woman would give her
very soul to feel again the touch of
the lips once warm with love, but now
cold in endless death.
Somewhere today, and tonight, and
perhaps for endless days a bog wan
ders, while mothers love goes out
to him. and the father repeats in an
endless chant the wall of LsraePs king:
my son. Oh. my son. would that 1
, had died for thee" In the lonely home,
desolate in its heartless desertiOn,
loved ones wait for the letter that
comes not and a darkness more BIT
ter than death hovers over the de-
serted hearthstone. when SO little
would make it happy.
These are some of the tragedies of
life, and they are as old as the world,
| and SO long as there is love, family ties
and the human heart beats with love
for humanity, they will be enacted
Parsons Sun.