The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1918-09-05
live ALL too FAST
Many Constantly In a Fever Of
Movement.
One Of Mans Greatest Mistakes 10 TO
Allow Himself TO Be Constantly
Under Pressure and intense
Nervous Strain.


Some Of us are trying to live our
lives all at ,oncn. We would cipa, the
slow development of years into the
coming month or week; we would CON-
press the work of an hour Into the
NEXT five minutes. Nature--patient,
tireless, cunning laborer that she is
does not favor this plan. She takes her
time-"Because It is hers" some one
makes prompt answer. "She has COM
mand OF all the time there is. She can
be as deliberate as she chooses. We
must make haste because our little
lives are so soon clipped of. The dark
ness too early rounds our day. Our
work must be put through with speed
and under pressure or we shall not fin
ish."
The best work ever by these feeble
mortal hands and minds Of ours Is
done not In a fever but In a calm. Art
land the exception proves the rule)
achieves most nobly when II achieves
with tranquility. The personal cir
cumstances Of the artist may be dis
tressing. He rises above them. His
dream translates him to the skies
above his mundane environment. His
passion for the truth leads him to for
get that he is poor and hungry and
misunderstood. He writes his book or
paints his picture or composes his
sonata In a land where II is always
summer and the skies are blue and
tears are never shed and none ever
lies. BY the force Of a creative imag-
nation, he establishes for himself q
new Heaven and a new earth. and his
spirit is tranquil because 1t is trium-
phant over the pinching and gnawing
circumstances.
Artist Or artisan. each OF us must
learn to make the pilgrimage a step ut
a time. Let o an anxious forecast
corrugate the brow with the thought
of a morrow sufficient unto itself.
Epicurean delight lives for the mo-
ment; a mans more serious purpose
In existence would often do well to fol-
low the examl b. We Gun be sure as
10 what we wi "A to do with our lives;
we a have a great and generous aim
we can appoint a goal and know the
point we wish to reach and the way by
which we are proceeding. But the
miles we measure forward with the
spiritual eye are not to be o'erleaped
in the next second. We must plod. We
must be content with a wayside inn to-
night, and the next night. and many
nights, perhaps, before we reach our
haven and our home.
II ---as s.St 10 6 Ss=>s=sse this good
~ earth as a vale Of tears for all the
sorrow and all the blackness that we
see. The earth Is full of faliible peo-
pie like ourselves, trying and coming
20 grief and rising TO give battle again
In the inextinguishable hope OF victory.
We are more alike than we realize.
We are a marching army, with leaders
whom we must obey. Like good SOL
diers we must keep the cadence with
the rest. III we grow careless and
straggle, we dislocate the whole pro-
ceeding. We came into this world
bound to be submissive to Its dis
cipline. To defy the natural laws IL
only TO be miserable and to make mis-
cry for others. If war shall teach us
to respond with promptness to a COM
mard, out Of Its horrors viii be born
a Observation-Disclosures Public Led
ger.