The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1912-03-31

Soul held back.
rs it not said that those that hest.
| tate are lost?''
While the Soul wavered the gateway
of the world opened disclosing its
| broad highway, seemingly bright anl
| flower strewn, and the Soul turned
aside to peer along the tempting vista
AS it looked, shriller, more insistent
| than before, rose the tumultuoJS
voices, drowning the low pleading d
the Masters call.
Come this way This is the road
to life-to pleasure-come to the king
dom where Love reigns."
Love" vaguely repeated the Soul
the word having recalled something o!
it's early dreams, and eager to know
more of it, again the Soul questioned
"Lovei What is Lover
And the voices answered, Love Is
the unutterable, 1t cannot be told. II
! is the cup trimming with joyous emo
| tions-it is the cup with bitter dregs
When the flesh calls it is the answer
| Come with us and dwell where Love il
king"
AS the Soul listened to these tempt
| ing voices. the Masters call grew
| fainter, and the Soul forgot its longing
| for spiritual things in the anticipation
! of the joy Love would bring. At this
| moment of INDIGESTION. one who, in tbs
glamour of new desire, seemed
bright and beautiful, came forth am
| reckoning, called the Soul to come
within.
| All" thought the Soul, this is Love
the king" and stepping forward, bowed
to the sovereign power that rules the
world, and held out its hands in greet
! ing; and he whom the Soul thought
was Love clasped the extended hands
and drew the Soul within.
| AS they stood thus, hand in hand
upon the threshold, the gate closed
with ominous clang, and the Soul knew
that Fate had overtaken it--thai
| through the closed portal it could never
more go back.
With the closing of the gate disillu-
sionment began. The glare faded and
the Soul saw things as they were. Ir
the light of clear understanding il
came to realize that through the
dazzling rays Of promised joys, it had
come into the fields of life, and having
entered must become a laborer in the
MONDAY sun.
Gradually 1t dawned upon the Sou
that ne with whom, through all time
1t must bear companionship, was moi
the king. It had not been given Il
taste loves impassioned joy-nor. hav-
| ing known it, in sweet sorrow to drair
the bitter dregs.
With reluctant, fearful steps the Sou
| continued its journey. The path was
new and Swallowed by disappointment
and viewed through eyes now tear
| dimmed the way seemed dark anc
| dread, so that in unavailing dispair the
Soul courted regret, until conscience
the counseling Mentor, awoke ant
sounded the call to duty, to arouse tho
Sorrowing Soul from its dependency.
THAT which Is conSummated cannot
be undone, therefore turn to the worE
awaiting you. Useless repining will
| only make your life a barren tract Ir
unselfish toll for others you will find
| II not the raptures Of love, at least g
tranquil happiness"
And again needing the Mentor, the
Soul hid its pain beneath a serene anC
| smiling countenance, and as the years
peace and q tranquil spirit. Strivins
always after lofty ideals, It became
| honored among men,
Those who looked on said: What 9
| noble, steadfast little Soul it Isl
But still they had not looked int
its depths.
In this noble service the Soul passed
many years. Good deeds, like mile
stones, marked its progress upon life.
| journey.
CHANGING back upon success, lookins
forward to achievement, the Soul now
felt that 1t neared the summit frolr
which, with tasks well done, it could
in serene vanity, look down upon 6
trail of honorable deeds behind 1t.
Then 1t happened one day, when the
/ Soul had ceased to think, even il
dreams, of the king--Love, like a rush
stirring to it's depths a heart no longer
young.
"Ah!" sighed the Soul In an ecstacN
of joy, latter all these barren year:
1t is given me to know the king"
Again. as in the early dawn, the
heart thrilled with the Joy of living
and all nature seemed attuned to tn,
| melody OF love and the soul kept tirn'
| in futtering heart beats to the music
Once again 1t heard the call Of thu
| flesh, rousing to riotous tumult sensa
tons and desires, that had long lai,
dormant. Not now were it's eyes fixeC
on the summit; no more thought o
| honor or achievement-these things i
| had known so long.
In blind infatuation, needing MOI
which way it strayed. the Soul turned
| from the path of honorable endeavul
to follow the footsteps of the king.
| had we'll nigh sacrificed the merit o
years when once again the guiding
OBTAINING hand, checking the soul be-
| fore, in its wild. headIong fight, i
| plunged to perdition.
So long had the Soul obeyed tn,
| guiding Mentor that even now. despit,
the mad rush of joyous emotions. tn,
| Soul heard and stopped to listen x
the warning admonition'
For these many years you hav,
oboyed the law. would YOU now turI
aside? Think of the ties that binC
| YOU TO a pure and upright living. Fol
| lowing Loves aIlurements can on!
| bring you to the gates of hell. There
| fore forget the madness of the hour
and continue in the path you have
| traversed so far. that you may gail
the reward of patient and unselfisl
serving"
Abashed at its wild outburst, Will
bowed head and heart still throbbins
with its passionate longing, the Sol:
| turned YEARLY TO the beaten tracI
| again, but nevermore could the swee
essence of piety pervade its life. 70
\ the brief companionship of sinful de
sires had robbed goodness of it's SAVIOR
| The fire that had been kindled, thong.
I c,,,ot har-ad and tramnied down Efil