The sun., 1916-12-27
A BATTLE OF WILL POWER AGAINST
WEAKNESS.
When . Man Who Worked Hard An Day Had to do Extra Work a, N,s
D." .-. 90 '.- He Learned Life. ."tt+s-+t -

What do people do when they're tired?
I don't mean that Kind Of half way tired
ness that In part lasiness and part slug
sishness: but really tired. II o'clock at
night tired. There Is only one word
for the feeling I mean. and that Is
weary"
I used to think that the finest thing
In the world would be to be able TO give
way to WEAKNESS when I felt utterly
drowsy and spent. TO throw myself down
Ind sleep n sleep and sleep. I can
remember the time when after n long
days work l used to tumble onto my
bed In the old attic room In the board
Ing house. roll UP In a comforting
shabby steamer rug and sleep my I'LL.
I used to do 30 right after supper very
often, and I shall never forget the
absolute bliss Of that surrender to
WEAKNESS. There is no physical sensa-
ton that can equal II.
I was a clerk In a big bookstore in
those days. I had TO get to the store
before $3.50 o'clock In h morning. ]
was on my feet all day. with rarely
more than forty minutes out for lunch.
The store closed to customers at 6
o'clock. hut my work always kept me
there until nearly 3 o'clock. arranging
window Displays. checking up stock.
attending to mail orders from out Of
town. / was ambitious and anxious to
get on. and seized every opportunity to
learn all sides OF the business. II used
to be exactly twelve hours from the
time I left my room IN the morning
until ! got bach at night. n as 1 am
Of the quick blooded temperament that
does not husband It's nervous energy |
was "all in by 2 o'clock.
| was getting $50 a week. and ~ u
man can live very happily and COM
fortably on that In New York. 7 saw
no reason why I shouldn't enjoy my ten
hours sleep a night. For solid COM
fort and happiness. no period of my
lie could beat those days. After my
hash and coffee at a little restaurant
on Fourth venue ] would climb I'M TO
my fourth floor back. light a pIpeful of
Mellow Moments and read Dickens
or Carlyle or Tolstoy for an hour. n
then that sublime. delicious drowsiness
would steal across my brain. Jogging
the thought. dlssolvlng tie will. numb
ing all my faculties. And without a
pang ! would knock out my pipe and
turn in. oh. those glorious ten hours
OF youthful sleep.
I must not make a long story OF IL.
interesting though It Is TO mo 10 ih,nk
about 1t. From this e~asygoiug. happy
go lucky living I was unexpectedly
startled in the common fashion OF the
story books. which really does sometimes
happen in real life. My father dice sud-
denly. leaving my mother practically UNI
provided. shortly after | myself had
become engaged TO be married. All at
once I found myself not only with the
desire hut with tho positive necessity
u earning more money. not some time
In the future. but Immediately.
Now my old friend delicious dro~si-
ness turned out to he my bltterest en-
envy. Where's once | had no thought
hut to Yield to his popped charms |
now had to scourge myself awake and
work on into the unknown hours that
walk after midnight. I. the e~iSyPoinc
lover OF sleep. had To toll at my table
when my Limbs ached with fatigue aud
] could feel every essence OF energy.
ambition and power ebb!ns from my
spirit. II was a rude awakening.
l used to ttink then. and ytill do.
Tint no one has ever properly described
the subtle degradation Of utter weari-
ness. II underm.nes the very root Of
being. II literally d.sSustS you w,ta
l!:e. robs lie OF taste. color and SAVIOR.
To plod at the task on hand 10y sheer
strength OF will. beating down the
waves OF lassitude that roll over your
spirit to I've week after week on ave
hours sleep 4 night where once you
enjoyed ten 10 turn the work table so
that you VIII not sec the bed. lest NOR
tai weakness rreyail--does this sound
exaggerated | know that the battle