The Bismarck tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, N.D.) 1916-current, 1917-04-11

less pit, then life grows dark with
the shadow Of pathetic uncertainties
But If, on the other hand. the soul
can hear with the Mary's of old the
CHEEKY "All hail. of the Easter Lord
then even death may become the ben
efcent friend that gives what life
here denies. The old images Of DEATH
were the skull and the crossbones,
the darkened house, the hearse and
black robes Of darkness. Christ then
came, our Easter King and with one
blow he shattered these barbarous
conceptions. Dying was homegoing
and death was an entrance to the
Fathers house. Here men burn with
fever and SILVER with cold, yonder is
the souls Summerland. Here the
tree ripens fruit once year, there
every month. Here men are starved
and pinched and dwarfed. there they
shall grow and know. Here reason Is
but spark, there it is fame. Here
song is but single note, there it is
symphony. Here man drinks at a
broken cistern. there flows the river
Of the waters OF life" And these are
not idle vagaries, nor mere poetic
dreams, but they are the glorious
realities that comfort and cheer the
Christian heart as he looks at the
broken seal, the stone rolled back,
and the joyful emptiness Of the tomb
on the slopes Of Calvary. And is it
not fitting that we should see in the
warp and wool of this Easter tragedy
the great truths and joys of the Eas-
ter message?
Life is also thing of relation
ships-"Buy and SELL We can not
live alone. We exchange wares with
one anOthcr-"No man liveth unto
himself and no man dieth unto him.
SELF These men were comrades and
through the practice OF that. virtue
with one another that writes the
faults of their brothers on the sands
and their virtues on the tablets Of
love and memory they were doing
their part to usher in a real brother
hood among men. Anyone who knows
anything about travelling men knows
that that worthy quality sometimes
called trade instinct, but which I
shall name Christian charity, must
abound more and more among men, if
the Kingdom of the Carpenter of Naz-
areth shall be ushered in. There can
be no such thing as a Kingdom of
God until men shall become brethren
and | hail with acclaim every brother
in the grand enterprise. Some Of
these men | knew-three | think
had met-and one, Mr.. Vale, helped
me greatly in my work. believe
from what | am told that all these
men were doing something to make
homes happier and the world a sweet
er and a better place to live. And
who shall say that this is not the bet
ter way, for surely any Heaven
worth while beyond the grave. must
have something OF beginning here.
"Thcrc are hermit souls that live
withdrawn
In the peace Of their sclf-cOntent;
There arc souls, like stars, that dwell
apart in a fcllowlcss ilrmament;
There are pioneer souls that blaze
their paths.
Where highways never ran;
But let me live by the side of the road
and be a friend to man.
Let me live in a house by the side of
the road,
Where the race Of men go by
The men who are good, and the men
who arc bad,
AS good and as bad as l.
! would not sit in the scOrncr's seat
or hurl the cynic's ban,
Let me live in house by the side OF
the road and be friend to man.
| see from my house by the side of
the road,
BY the side of the highway of life,
The men who press with ardor of
hope, WV. -
The men who are faint with strife.
But turn not away from their smiles
nor their tears
Both parts of an infinite plan;
Let me live in my house by the side
of the road and be friend to man.
| know there are brook gladdened
meadows ahead,
And mountains of wearisome height;