Omaha daily bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 187?-1922, 1915-08-27

others have done. They are reflections
Of the light of others. a few there are
who build a philosophy whereby men live
and work and prosper. In those rare in
stances writer's are builders, and deserve
the blessings of all grateful hearts.
man may build a boat. an automo-
bile, a great industrial system.
Sometimes we hear OF building a gown.
Or he may not fashion something with
nails or needle, but he may organize
the working forces of others and give
them direction, as the man who has
built mills and provided work for thou
sand pairs of hands.
SHOW me a man who has done some
thing" cried Kipling, impatient Of the
praise of a fellow craftsman of the pen,
writing of things as he saw them"
The man most worthy of admiration.
Of all / know, is one who built a tunnel
which had been pronounced hopeless
Men had begun to call that tunnel The
Murderer The bursting river had
taken so many lives. 1t had broken so
many fortunes invested in it that men
had killed themselves. One had died
when hope died. a broken heart who
had lost his fortunes and that greater
fortune, hope, had killed him. But this
man, long, lank. lean Kentuckian, with
calm eyes in which dreams lay, said: II
believe can build that tunnel" He tried.
He tried more bravely and nightly than
the others and no succeeded. The nation
so admired the man who built the hope
less" Hudson tunnel that it elected him its
secretary of the treasury.
Another man, rival with the first in my
admiration, is a builder of towns. He is
man whom waste troubles. He saw
great waste spaces near his home in
Brooklyn. He wanted to see spaces
covered with compactly built homes He
wanted piles OF unsightly, drying soil
transformed into neat lawns and flower
and grass plots in front and garden plots
in the back OF houses. And what he
dreamed he did. Never desplse the
dreamer He is builder before the
deed.
This man in his youth owned nothing
besides his clothing, his health. and be-
meath his thatch Of tow-colored hair, a
mind OF ideas. A great death dealing
blizzard overlook his city The youth,
issuing from an office building at the
hour when offices closed, tossed a last
nickel in his palm. 1t was the last coin
he had in the world, but he regarded 1t
WIN u smile.
Heads take car home. Tails have
q cup OF coffee and walk home" he said
lie drank the cup of coffee and trudged
home. And though others died in the
Storm he arrived at home after hours of
fighting the great storm. his cheeks
flushed, his fingers frostbtten at the tips
but his eyes full of courage. OF course
such a man did what he set about He
reclaimed half a dozen waste places on
Long Island, At least six towns that he
called into being regarded him as a
father
Let us not forget the builders of lives
l know woman neither young, nor at
tractive, nor extraordinarily clever Yet
she has built the life of her husband until
it reared itself into the sunlight Of sue
cess as mountain peak pierces the sun
SHINE His health was impaired. The
doctors said he could live but a short
time. a fire destroyed property He was
sinking into lazy pessimisTn. She took
Up the scraps OF his broken life and
helped lin build them into their present
splendid structure. Hats off 10 this gray
haired plainfaced, middle-aged little as
sistant builder.
There are four classes of beneficent
human beings The builders. the heal
ers, the inspirers and the comforters. And
OF these none Is greater or more helpful
than the builders.