The times dispatch. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1903-1914, 1913-08-10
The Womams Page of The Tmines-Dispatch
Passers-by

me winding paths and walkways OF
tho Capitol Square form n picturesoue
setting for an ever shifting scene OF
reaiism. over tho hill and up the Hill
comes in the early morning the long.
long line Of bread winners: down by
the fountain and past towering shrubs
'hey 90. those men and women and
boys and girls that must snatch an
eStsicAc. from the work Of daily
ton and the fret OF an all too heavy
'asH' over the hill and up the hin In
the morning and over the hin and
oo"h The hill at sunset Summer sun.
sh!he ana winter rain falls asiant tho
s.Fctch OF green. and the benches
aions the way arc crowded with
ufeamers and idlers and weary ones
ana t!Eed bodies. and an occasional
u nle pam man with rosy face. and
beside h!m sits your brother that has
nced OF you. Passer-by
IN the noontide the stream OF hu-
manly. forever launching II, treasure
sh!ps beside iife's sea, goes sa!ly mast
bright are the faces. warm the shin
ing sun on tho gay parasols. lik.
.oFchts Tor those that grope In tho
niacH DAY OF despair. in Inc late sun
down the steps are faded. and ,hn
throns has come to resi- and be rested
hey cay that YOU may lose the cares
OF yesterday among the fields or down
~ tho sea. and the sight OF a bit Of
green and trees that rustic, rustic
forever whispering OF the heart things
'hal you 90 not want TO talk out. viii
mirror -FOUR soul IN It's very calmoess
ana shadow In the throng that hur
RES By. you seek and ind only small
,h!ngs that VIII not fret the lonely
heart and the streets rude hustle
sounds distant and removed from your
dreaming. Life Is passing IN review.
lou may alt in keen criticism a; the
TOP OF tho hill as a monarch upon his
throne. and search tho faces and know
tue heart. for IL IL all written there
but y Is much nicer to linger beside
very email tree a tho foot OF the
ai!l-you may gee clearly tho heart
there. II you will.
II you pause beside m entrance. YOU
n rnt chance 20 meet tho small boy.
VINO. On the hottest night Of al the
summer had carried two weeping.
sleepy brothers 10 the Square FOR only
q breath OF air am sure ne viii
come back again. He led them care
fully b. the hand, and they walled
and dragged back. and stopped walk.
Ing altogether at times, poor tired
babies. but they needed the air. and
lttle brother. or big brother. rather.
90 Ntt'l fiati'u tD.S sNoU4l nave -,
Somebody stopped the trio. and peer
Ing down into the small tcar-sta!ned
faces, wanted TO know the trouble
"oh, .naa.n, they are just so hot"
Big brother was irving with all his
childish might 20 serve In his little
way. Love and service chant yh.eir
own hoat!tudes
Y YOU viii pause BY the way. II,
you ceas" from your own path and
come back 10 look down upon the
hearts o, men that hurry past you
every day. everywhere, upon the white
tablet % memory VIII be written much
that IS brave. much that IL strong II
grave v'c!ss,tudos and all that Is frar-
rance and purity. gathered from the
souls q those who pass 4 sobblaE
breath for flowers lately paied and
dropped. SCARED and shr!vcl!ns petals
Of red roses scattered from careless
hand, tho stars that crowd themselves
into patch of blue between the trees
and the lights and the people tina:
pass and repass and the tired
and wa!l!ng babies worn from the
heat the brothers that serve ana
hearte mat have need nil this ana
more is your page 10 be read IN q
tourney through your life OF to-day
BRENT WITT