The Lakeland evening telegram. (Lakeland, Fla.) 1911-1922, 1912-06-07

At the restaurant where had IN,
dinner last night was a waiter VIII
ought to have been bishop. He hat
precisely that heavy air indicating
that a huge weight Of thought va
depressing him. that slow movement
OF the head and ponderous uplifting
of the eyelid. that significant re-
ticence and measured speech. thai
bespeak position. OF course he wa!
merely stupid and his tyrcid gland
probably failed to operate sufficient.
ly; still he ought to have been, il
not bishop, 1T least a judge. Ex-
cepting the brains he had every quail
ification for an Otfi,e of great re-
sponsibility.
How often We fiEd the Misplaced
Man.
| have known one prominent in
church circles in Evansville, Ind.
who belonged in the cafes of Paris,
and have seen a racing tout at Nice
who had just the right temperament
for a Christian EndeayOrer in Omaha
| have now in my minds eye lit
tie woman who is perfectly wretched
simply because she, by some shake OF
the dice-bOX of fate. fell into the
wrong place. She is just light,
life-lOving, direct and uncOmplicated
nature; and she was born into a fam
lily. God knows by what quirk in the
law of heredity, where all but she are
self-tOrmenting. abnOrmally con-
scientious Puritans. TO make the
matter worse she married the wrong
man tmainly to get away from home,
I've always thought, and he has
turned her hair gray. Nobody seems
TO blame. The poor things life seems
to have been a misfit. that's all.
have seen ministers of the gospel
who by natural composition should
have been circus clowns; they had
that incurable itch for saying and
doing things to make people laugh.
have known vaudeville actors
whose every instinct wasl propriety
and who had an unconquerable. de-
sire to moralizc, and hence should
have been in the pulpit.
knew an old commercial traveller
who had been ION the road" for over
thirty years. living in dusty hotels,
travelling in jerky trains, and taking
lonely crOss-cOuntry rides in buggies
and sleds; and the one thing that
man wanted more than anything else
was a home, to putter about the
house, to tinker with the clock and
mend the chairs and raise radshes.
How many a tragedy is due to
ones simply being out Of place! the
slang phrase shrewdly expresses 1t;
he is lin wrong"
What are you going to do when
two perfectly nice people get married
who have no moral business to live
together? There are two sides to
the divorce question; and perhaps
the offside has some of the will Of
God in il.
But then you can have the wrong
kind of child as we'll as marry the
wrong spouse. have seen little
poets born into a family of hOrsey
folk. and little natural-born cow
punchers enter the family of refined
and tnicky folk. and staid girls come
to hoyden mothers. and light heart
ed. irresponsible boys bestowed upon
most serious fathers
Nothing much is to be done ex-
cept to get into the place you belong.
II you can; and If you cannot, then
make the best of il.
Nobody is exactly where he be-
longs. unless II be the dead man In
his grave.
And character is formed and peace
Is found, not by escaping. but by adj
jusling.
Siill. feel sorry for the poor waits
oi temperament. those whose every
day creakS on its hinges, those he
tween whose nature and environment,