Norwich bulletin., 1918-11-16
THE MAN WHO TALKS


 To get out of life what will best suit us we must be careful what we believe. We need not accept any other mans fear for our own regulation. With twenty four dist. met names for Deity each one of us has light to select his own, as Victor Hugo did when he wrote "and the finest of these are Love and Mercy!" You can see the tribe of Israel calling Him Ven geanee. was moved by the fierce spirit which controlled them: the tribe call ing him Love and Mercy were moved from their confidence and truth; and those who designated Him as T Am thSt-I-Am!" give very good evidence of being asnostics. In each name may
 be discovered the quality of the namefs. It is decreed that every mans measure may be the measure of himself No truth is of any value
 except we possess it and it possesses | us. Life's best gift to man is Truth, to be had for the seeking.
 What an easy thing it is to grum- ble. It takes no science whatever to l find fault Taking life as it averages who is satisfied? Everybody is just getting along. and some are. succeed l ing better than others; and mark you, those who are doing well are not those who are jawing most; and most of those who are doing the complaining
 are not suffering most. Good pluck
 is more than half of life, and he who has it cannot be robbed of all his pleasures. Those seem to succeed best
 who grumble least There is power
 in silent persistence; in the steady push with hope and faith back of it. | If old Crouch is ever discovered roll ing in wealth it is probable he soured after his success not before it. Brace l up. in the face of all opposition and do not let grievance get the better of your smile.
 Mrs. James G. Blaine stood well to the front in national society, and yet. lshe had herself to confess she was
 never society woman. In domestic affairs she was an all-rounder. The most expensive thing to her seemed l to be time-the days were never long enough, or the nights short enough.
 She recognized that it was a nisfor- tune to be born a manager: that her only mascot was Responsibility. ] like her letters because she had the courage of her convictions, and her exhaust represents freedom or the mind. Her letters were modelled at- ter Jane Carfyle's, and after reading them she said: "I feel better acquaInt-
 ed with her than with Aunt Susan. and if there is a person I know through and through it is Aunt Susan!" "My very
 soul is tired" she says, trying to get
 tEe wood for an open fire sawed and
 cIt!" Home is home even enhaloed
 in dust"
 |. There are nc movies which can exec } for beauty, CT changing scene, these panoramic autumnal skies There iS . | ,nfL cti s,, NT0t T11 grows lighter till midday and darker
 every minute till midnight. Every
 minute Of the day has it's own pecu
 liarity - is ndividualize1 by action
 These siy scenes are evcrchangins
 scenes: and enc October afternoon re.
 gently in. twenty minutes l saw : : gray mruky skv broken up by the winds and rolled into banks. and thu sur painted them a dozen differen kinds of hiuc, purple and gold, an( one rich blue spot was adorned Witl , a snow white rosette in a way tc
 make beautiful picture of itself. Tn winds of fate are always blowin:
 above. One thing alone IS sure, 'ti !, this: The winds of fate never blow amiss.' How much VIC miss by ou neglect of the sights natur2 every da, l unrolls before us--a hundred thous and a day and we scarcely notice on |. week
 9 Harpy the person who 'ras son
 in his heart, It may be little thing Q but it may sing one from gloom in a 1 to gladness hundreds of times @ life . time As Paul Dunbar saEs: <
 song is but little thing. and ye . what joy it is to sing: n hours c e toll it gives me rest, and when a eye I long fer rest, when rows com { home along the bars, anl in the fold q hear the bell. At Night. the Shepherd 0 herds his stars. ] sing my song and a : IS we'll" In many life little son | has proved to be more useful than great sermon. Here is enc: 'Eac s sorrow has its purpose, by the so1 n rowing oft Gnguessed. but as SUI V as the sun brings morning, whateve l is-is best" And here i. another it Gladly I serye-love makes the serN d in. sweet; I feel no load--love make 6 my burden light. A happy keeper ;" of home and hearts-servinG l reign = a queen of Loves own right" Who II ever can let the heart blossom 1T $ to song can set back sadness end s1ni q where others weep. It is an establish ,t ed proverb, that what the heart h5 ,f owned and had is never lost"
 q, 4 good conscience is q good thin k we all say, and yet we know it may A one of the worst things that ever ha is rassed the soul of any man or WI - man. Instead of being subservie -o to conscience it is better to be boss
 it. In most things man was born
 boss instead of obey. As John Oliv
 Hobbes said in "A Bundle Of Life II Let your conscience go 10 inc dog 5 But keep your freshness! Virtue ne iu CT yet atoned for wrinISies!' Tho m who know her know that she had l. good conscience and honored it; b K like many mistaken mortals she nev ir permitted herself to be roo conscio1
 of it. Some people make Il bug be- D.. of conscience instead of an example :, their conduct; and make the worst stumbling blocks of good thin1 10 Many people who talk by their co1 es science act worng and advise wildl
 A good conscience like a good tooth b. of no bother.
 ve There seems to be no doubt that u lg winter birds prepare for the wint 1e shelter as well as the squirrels al " other wild animals The old bird b.
 on the Sheldon pear tree, first occ j pied by bluebirds and then cor lu mandeered by English sparrows, al 1u abandoned during the winter of 191 De IS, is being cleaned out by a for
 seeing, thrifty sparrow who sees tn " it is sheltered from the north al s. northwest winds, net 4afty and W
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