Omaha daily bee., 1917-07-01
Comb HOney
By EDWARD BLACK.

prospects.
We remember having heard in days
gone by line which read, when
every prospect pleases and only man
is vile" Our modern business YER
nacular has yielded the word pros
pect." The automobile salesman
rushes from his salesroom and tells
the boss he is going to see a pros
pect. The insurance man says he is
going to have rendezvous with a
prospect. Everybody and everything
is a prospect, somewhere, some time,
somehow. When a person becomes
too old to be prospect or have a
prospect he is ready for theNman who
takes his last measurement.
Hope springs eternal;" therefore,
there always is a prospect beyond the
darkness OF despair. In modern busl-
ness life the prospect is a person to
whom something may be sold-he is
a prospective buyer.
Life without its prospects would be
a dull succession of moments, and II
we always knew just what our pros
poets really were we might hide un-
der the covers in fear. II is the illu-
sive uncertainty which limns our
prospects in roseate hues and makes
life worth the living. Prospects
sometimes appear as the mirage in
the field, and yet the chase is inter-
esting.
Each mornings sun brings its own
o. new prospects, and it is only by the
unfolding process of the scroll OF
time that these prospects are re-
vealed.r From the cradle to the grave,
prospect after prospect moves swiftly
by. The infant in its swaddling
clothes has in prospect its lacteal
nourishment, the chief desideratum Of
its immature mind. The child dreams
OF possessions conjured by its youth
full brain. The boy looks with pros
pectiyeness to the days when he no
longer will have to submit to a do
mestc cut OF hair, but may walk into
barber shop and take his place
with elders. The girl peers into the
future, to the day when she mayhave
a beau of her own and make the
other girls jealous. Youth reaches
forth as if to hitch its wagon to a
star and holds in prospect many pre-
tentious plans. The. maiden sees in
the prospective a prince charming,
with stueco castle, six-cylinder fliy-
ver, wrist watch, fireless cooker and
addicted TO bringing home lots of
groceries. The young man gazes into
the crystal and discerns prospects
of spurs won in the field of business,
in the world of science; or glory
achieved on the field OF battle for his
country and his flag.
Each undertaking Of life has its
prospect and optimism is the force
which gives new life to every pros
pect. Dead prospects are quickly for
gotten; their memory is inferred with
their bones. New prospects beget
new hopes and new hopes are the To-
comotive power which move us swift
ly on to new fields and new deeds.
We climb out of our soughs OF de-
spond and set our eyes toward the
lights on the l.illtops. Some never gain
the hilltops, but the iridescence is al
ways there, until we nc longer can
see the light, and then we enter into
che last great prospect.
Somebody has remarked that life is
like hunter going forth Tor deer and
returning with rabbit, but that is no
argument why hunters Should not go
after big game, even in life.
In everybody's garden just now in
Omaha is a prospect, and every gar
dener, no matter how humble he may
be. is counting his prospects, which
will come when sun and rain their
perfect work have done. Potato bugs
and grasshoppers and cinch bugs may
DO their imperfect work, but what
would life be without potato bugs,
grasshoppers, cinch bugs, mosquitoes,
chiggers, toothache, corns, bunions,
warts, freckles, weevils and u few
other disturbing elementsi What
fun would it be, anyway, if life were
all sugar plumsl We know some
prospects won't pan out We know
we can't always strike pay dirt. :.
We were going to add Every lit-
tie acorn has prospect all its own,'
but that sounds too much like Every
little movement has meaning all its
own" so we won't say II. But that is
pretty thought about the acorn,
which is potential tree, mayhap
large tree, in which birds build their
nests.
A Word From the Front.
Frank Freeman sent in the follow
ing which he received from one OF
his travelling statesmen.