The herald and news. [volume] (Newberry S.C.) 1903-1937, 1911-08-11

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I thought + would quit writing and
retire to private life, but somehow,
you know, I have formerd the habit
and it is very hard to leave off bad
habits, and mighty hard to form good
habits. In fact you know, I have
about come to the conclusion that it
is very true, as some one has said,
that man is nothing but a bundle OF
habits It is, therefore, of the utmost
Importance that the young should be
very careful in the habits that are
formed while they are still young.
You can get in the habit of doing and
of saying kind and pleasant things and
it comes natural to do and say things
like that. Then you can get in the
habit of being cross and Of saying
mean things and these things soon
become a part of your nature and
when you try to do good 1t becomes
almost impossible. So I have formed
the habit of writing and I guess will
just have to keep on writing. I hope
may some time write something that
will be helpful and make somebody
happier and better and give an in
spiration to higher living.
I have been thinking about life a
good deal lately. I have about come
to the conclusion that it is best not to
think too much, but to do your duty
asit comes to you and to try to make
some one else happy while you live,
and to leave the rest to the All-Wise
ruler of the universe. We don't know
much about it. It is all mystery. We
are strong and healthy today. Tomor-
row We are on a bed of afhiction and
soon We are gone. T have often won
dered why people should be unkind
and grasping and selfish and cruel.
At best it is short and we soon pass
on and leave the stage for some one
else.
I have just read an article in the
Atlanta Journal Of January 1, 1911,
by Bishop Gambler, on "Our Changeful
Years, Our Changeless God,' and
while it is a little long and was writ
ten for the beginning of the new year,
I want to print it in my column. It is
comforting to feel that duty and God
remain to grief stricken souls, and
while one sighs in vain for the touch
Of vanished hands and the sound OF
voices forever hushed, there is a
duty to be done and while We are left
we must be about that duty. 1t is
true, however, that the burdens are
heavy which can be laid down only at
the gate of the grave. But here is the
article, read it through, it will do
you good. ,.'"
Very shallow and frivolous must be
the soul upon which the solemn pro-
cession of the years makes no impress
sion. The mere on-going of time by
which, whether We will or not, We are
ever borne nearer and nearer the end
of our lives on earth must at times
seriously affect every serious mind.
The noblest spirits whose words
have been preserved by mankind have
been raised to loftiest contemplations
by the consideration of the flight Of
time and the approach of the eternal
world.
Moses the man of God, left alone in
the wilderness with non e OF them
around him who came with him out
Of Egypt, cries out to God, "Thou car
riest them away as with food. :.
We spend our years as a tale that is
told"
Paul, the great apostle to the Gen
tiles. amid the burdens which came to
him from "the care of all the church
es,' comforts himself and his fellow
Christians with the reflection, "Now
is our salvation nearer than when we
believed"
St. Peter reminds himself to be dill
gent in his labours on behalf Of the
church by the words, knowing that
I must shortly put off this my taber-
nacle, even as our Lord Jesus Christ
hath Showed me-"
Centuries afterwards DR.. Watts
sang:
'Time like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its SONS away;