The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-09-30

cal our attitude may be toward life we learn sooner or later that materia things alone will not long suffice. After the Master had lasted for for ty days in the wilderness. the spirit ot
 evil came to him to tempt him. say
 ing,
 mand that these stones be made
 bread,'' and Christ replied; Ut is
 written, man shall not live by bread
 alone"
 bread alone; Sentiment is as much
 a fact in life as a piece of granite and
 the instinct of fellowship is one of the
 most potent forces of the universe. against the falIacy of Cain. < The in
 ventions of the ages, the railroad, the
 telegraph, the telephone, and all the ingenious agencies of inter-cona muni- cations have brought men into such intimate contact with one another, that the concern of one has become, of necessity, the concern of all.
 It is not right, therefore, and it is not safe to ignore these considera- tions. Compelling as this call, both of, necessity and of nature is, we too holding a1oof from our fellows and failing to bear our fair share of the burdens common to all. Every man owes it to himself and to his 4commun- lty, to take part in it's affairs and to brave critisism that, is so apt to come to all who occupy any position of trust or. promin ence. Nor should such criticism cause any bitterness or last ing feeling of resentment It is the penalty that men bear who seek to serve their fellows or to do their share of the worlds work.
 A Splendid Personality.
 Let us remember that criticism of this sort cannot hurt us and oft times IS of real advantage to us. Our real enemies, if we have any are more likely to come from within rather than from without There is a Nor wegian legend that recall which tells Of a man pursuing his enemy through the half light of that Northern world He followed him over the ice floes, the valleys of the mountains, and at length, came upon him in an open place in the forest where they grappled in deadly combat. Many sImes aI he despaired, but, finally sum moning all his strength. cast his ad- clouds rolled away from the face of he moon and looking down in the oountenance of his enemy, he beheld | what? That we are our own worst That no real harm can come to us from an alien source but hat the evil forces which some time control us, mount to their places of power within Armed with this faith, We are able to look out into the world md see, not the faces of enemies, but everywhere the faces of friends.
 This gathering tonight, is an as emb blaze of friends. Let us be grate- u1 that we are permitted to partake If it's fellowship, and above all, let IS rejoice that Fairfield County has produced a man whose personality is 0 splendid, that this occasion has be- Ome possible.
 In that famous old tragedy Sparta us" there is a. thrilling moment when he gladiator, stricken for the last Ine in the arena, raises himself from ts sands, and-with that far seeing ision peculiar to those about to die, ooks with eager eyes of the Roman into the almost forgotten cenes of childhood and says, There re green valleys in Thrace-" My riends, There are green valleys in hrace,' and there are green valleys f memory in every life. As time asses and events press close Ahd ometimes hard upon us, we cherish aese memories more and more. They { ake on tender and even sacred gnificance. In another hour, we nall go back to our homes and with $ leN coming of another day, we shall | atufn to our daily tasks But even l }, this gathering of friends will still bide, for it will have become for us 1
 green valley in Thrace' (