The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1912-09-26

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that he would fain blot out and can
not, so that memory becomes the
beginning IF hell. Robbed!
And will-what robs us OF will?
There are two robbers for that -
Incidence and fear. could make a
great choice but II requires an eff
fort and I say tomorrow Indolence,
unwillingness to put forth the eff
fort. And fear. IL I follow the right
judgment which God has given me
there will be certain fingers Of
scorn, and so | hesitate TO follow the
best, and surrender the Independence
Of my own soul. Robbed again!
And here is the power to improve.
o, we do all expect to improve, but
there is some personal pleasure, q
little indulgence, something innocent
in itself, it may be; but it hinders
that which Is great and rewarding,
so that we are robbed of improve
ment, and so never come to know
what God intended when he made
us in the image of Himself.
And time-We are robbed of that
a little at a time. 1t may be some
trifling away of ten minutes when
you should be at your books. ten
minutes a day, seventy minutes
week, an hour is gone, sixteen hours
out of a term. II makes the differ
onoa batuyaan eohnIorobin and sop,a-
thing else. Time is stolen, wasted Ii
Titles, enough lost to piece out life
at the other end by months and
years. And | want to say to you that
men on their deathbeds would give
great deal for a little time. But
time is worth more to you tonight
than 1t will be on your deathbed.
Beware even of good friends who
tempt you to spend time upon things
which are not work, nor study nor
even good play and recreation-just
trifling and idlenesS.
Now is youth, glorious treasure
laden youth, liable to all these
robberies and losses? 1t is. Bril-
liant and able young men have been
robbed by these things. Some believe
Edgar Allen Poe was great man,
but he was not able, though he had
advantages, genius, and friends, 20
keep himself out of the saloons in
Baltimore and there he died. Read
Carlisles essay on Burns. There he
; shows the bright spirit of Burns and
of Byron, one born in high and one
in lowly life. Twice." says Carlis-
world has been taught that man may
squander his talents and his youth"
Rejoice, o young man. in thy
youth and let thy heart cheer thee
in the days of thy youth, and walk
in the ways of thine heart, and In
the sight Of thine eyes: but know
thou, that for all these things God
will bring thee into judgment. There
fore remove sorrow from thy heart,
and put away evil from thy flesh: for
youth and the dawn of life will pass
away
II Does Not Seem That Youth Gould
Ever Pass.
The poet rightly says:
Youth, and the opening rose
Appear like things too glorious to
decay" -
But they do decay and pass away
like the other scenes Of life. We
are all started upon an endless jour-
ney, death itself is only way station
on that journey. l have seen a strik-
: ing picture representing a soul as
a passenger alighting from a train
at this station of death. The bag
sage carrier attending the passenger
is Father Time. "Ah," says the pass
enger. now l am at my journeys
end" NO" says Father Time, at
this station of Death l stop, but you
take a new train and go on forever"
Now we do not need to be robbed
of any of these treasures of youth.
Forewarned is forearmed. All these
cherished. and gloriously increased
at each stage of our eternal journey.
THE path of the just is as the shin
ing light, that shineth more and
more unto the perfect day" Youth
> is two things-a glorious day right
; now, and a soed-time for eternal
: harvests. Rejoice today. and do not
forget the future. Make it certain
that the best part of youth shall be
carried with you, and enlarged as life
goes on. The childlike heart is for
; ever the best thing for the man.
the woman. tho scientist. the worker.
the Christian.
, The pure, the bright. the beauti-
, full
That stirred cur hearts in youth,
The impulse to a wordless prayer.
The dreams Of love and truth,
The longings after higher things,