Bisbee daily review., 1917-09-02
SUNDAY MORNING SERMON

shalt of it, cursed is the ground for thy sake
 toll shalt thou eat all the days of thy life Thorns
 also and thistles bring to thee; in the of thy shalt thou bread till thou return unto the ground, thou taken; dust thou art and unto dust shalt thou return"-Genesis 317:1s.
 Mark the book and chapter above. It was in the very beginning that God placed the of toll upon the world By the sweat of face must eat bread Only brief feeting chapter the first book of the story of man was the earth kind him. Only for day could hand pick his food from the trees, and the shade, play in the sunlight and wander in amless delight among the blooming flowers. Only for day were the beasts his friends and all nature kind to him. Only for day could he go naked know neither heat cold pain or poverty. He sinned and he called pay for his sin.
 Away back there in the early dawning of the first morning of the world toll came Adam pended his back and dug in the stubborn earth with crude implement to fight the weeds bring forth sustain his
 life. And Eve knew pain and sorrow
 Foil is still our portion. It will be so always. God has ordained it. To live must work. The better would live the harder The stately palace white marble smooth flowing highway of macadam, towers of city, kept groves gardens, all these represent continuation lot of hard labor
 Work stands behind every power and potentate and palace and public official of the world. To win work. There two Napoleons; the em- of France and the ruler of Europe and the heroic symbol of pomp and power that has stood supreme through all the ages token of the supreme things that accomplish. But behind him is the figure of Napoleon the poor Corscan cadet in the mill tary academy Brienne and Napoleon the lieutenant who was so poor that he once contemplated suicide He had to accomplish miracles with a half clad, half starved Alarmed body of before he reached his place of power
 Behind the Fifth avenue clubman who spends mil lion year for pleasure was ancestor who over in the and dug in the New York streets with pick and shovel and a crowbar
 Work is a hard taskmaster, and yet he brings his reward If loaf and loiter and laugh all through the day. may have amused ourselves, but at night have dissatisfied dsgusted feeling with ourselves and everyone else. We have frittered and fooled time away. And all the kings horses and all the kings cannot bring time back to But if we have worked hard all day long may have enjoyed very much but when the night to chase the daylight have feeling of having done best There is con- scious glow away down deep in heart that brings satisfaction nothing else bring. We sleep better, better. play better, performed allotted without shirking the load the hill
 And it is what does in this work-aday world that counts the it is how he does it. The goddess of fortune who rewards for labor is but just. Her smile is always for the who the hardest, rather it given to him calls upon his brains help his hands Fore sight patience self denial effort initiative she beams upon all of these
 Yes, and she demands price for the success with which she The flowers in the crclet of fame sometimes look brighter to the throng than to him who them. With wealth worry and re- sponsibllity and thousand little frets and smarts and vexations and jealousies and ambitions that rather than diminish with the golden store.
 "In the sweat thy face shalt thou eat" ordained the Lord God of earth. And like ali His decrees that seem so hard to us His children has it's wondrous recompense. The bread of toll is that passes human lips. It is earned and know it. Hunger hath given it sweeter sauce than French chef has known Simplicity, content ment laughter virtue these the that preside at the poor mans table and seldom they found at the board of the rich Money cannot buy their service They only the call of gentle heart willing hand and a brave spirit.
 Dust thou art unto dust shalt thou return" de- clared the most high God unto Adam father. Six earth for king. and the for plough boy or a clown A little work little play, sgh and smile and then We say good night We must dig in the dirt if would eat; must dig out the weeds