Daily independent. [volume] (Elko, Nev.) 188?-1915, 1912-11-25
MR III FLEET S SPEECH.

WI u Ithe laying OF the
eornerstone Of the First Pres.
byterian Church and Y. n. G. a..
building at Elko. Nevada on fri-
day. November 22. 1912. at $3.50
p. N.
Mr.. Chairman. Ladies and
Gentlemen: | cannot help but feel
the compliment of being permitted
on this occasion and in this
presence to take . humble part in
laying the cornerstone Of a temple
for a great faith, and of a temple
OF health and happiness for agreat
organization like the Young Mems
Christian Association. Indeed, it
is something of an event in my
checkered career. Let US indulge
the hope, the fond hope, that it
may nave benign effect upon my
future conduct, and make me a
better neighbor and better man.
The Young Mems Christian
Association is the only definite con-
t-ibutiun of a Christian people to
the moral, physical and mcatal up
lift of the young men of this
country. There is an. old saying
that "bY the street called Straight
we come to the house called
Beautiful" You and /, my good
friends, though we may strive to
stay on this street. sometime
travel rather haltingly along it.
We 'grope through the dark cata-
combs of life blind. we climb the
ladder of life darkly. Please God,
we do not step upon the faces Of
those who are climbing beneath as,
or seek to pull down those who are
climbing beneath us. But, we are
rather given to considering that if
we will but pursue our own devices
in this world we are performing
all the duties that are laid upon
US. We forget that no man lives
to himself; that no man can, esti-
mate the value and influence of a
single life. We forget that there
are faces about US end near us
4 j.. o. w.. H
who are ever looking up to US for
guidance and strength We forget
that the thoughts we drop 80 care
lessly as we pass along the way are
gathered and analyzcd and con-
sidered to their very last element.
We sometimes rebel against the
sphere Of life in which we are
placed. We live here in small
community. the pleasures are not
greatly varied or picturesque and
we long sometimes for larger
horizon, and we think that the
world owes us a larger field for
our abilities. and for our diversion.
But ! have always pitied the boy
or girl, who is born practically in
the pavements of a great city, and
who never really had an oppor-
tunity to enjoy the free and open
life of the woods and hills, for the
best men in this country. the men
who have accomplished most for
humanity. are men who have had
tinge of the soil in their blood
When troubles annoy us and we get
these fits of depression, which come
to every man and woman, no
matter how high or lowly born,
we have but to look up to the Ruby
Mountains, where the SUI is CLINT
ing on the snow and draw in u
draught this air. like wine, and
our troubles flse from as like the
wild birds In the spring 1have
always pitied the child whose spirit
Of adventure and romance has been
crowded between the walls Of a
great city. We too often forget
this spirit Of romance and adven-
tute in childhood which IL should
be our aim and duty to guide
along the right lines. Whist are
we to do with the girl standing
on threshold of life to whOse
wondering eyes the world seems
fair and beautiful and new? What
are we to do with the boy. fresh