The Idaho recorder. [volume] (Salmon City, Idaho) 1886-1927, 1918-12-06

FaS0e tne appearance ON the
Snau.auQua platform OF DIR. ]. Sher-
hsn Wailace. whose theme before
rn 1ns assembly here was ''Why Go to
uonese. he charmed all hearers on
nH. occasion. He is now Baptist
mtn.s.er mn IN Salt Lake City. This
InanKsgiving lecture by the name
master Of English expression vill
therefore strike home to very MANY
OF MS Salmon admirers.
This is the gladdest day Of ~, hu.
man history. Let God he nr.tse6
Let US come before his prasarcs
with thanksgiving and make ! trv.
fui noise unto him with Dsal,ns
A national Thanksgiving dav ~ -
cuiiar to the Ameri can peonla +
has always been a day Of nrsver .rS
praise and joyful feasting. Altar the
ingathering OF the first harvest in
1920. Governor Bradford sent fnssr
men out to shoot wild fowl in cssssr
that the infant colony. as he ssid
might after q more special m.hrer
rejoice together" The hunter. .vrere
remarkably successful. The indtsrs
under King Massasoit volunfeere1 ~
go out and bring in the yenison EYsh
were Drowned and CLANS were -. =.
ed and the Indians brought the frsf
oysters the Pilgrims had eaten.
from the wild fruits the women
made pies and puddings, and Pris-
ella herself was one OF the coo.s ~
this wonderful woodland bannnet
But the eating of the feast came
only after a special service ~ snre
and praise and thanksgiving tn Cod
from the perils of the deep and its
precious cargo of free men and wo,
men from the perils OF new and
strange la1d.
Spirit OF Holiday
Continues to Grow.
From that day to this Gods pres
ence in our nations history has be-,
come more and more apparent and
the spirit and significance Of Thanks
giving day have continued to grow.
From that day to this God has never
failed our nation and our people
have cherished the hope that they
should never fail God. During the
past year our nation has tried as
never before to do the will OF God.
and as never before has God reveal
cd His presence and His power. To-
day In every city and town and Will
age, people, with hearts overfiowing
with gratitude, have gathered 10 Hfta
up their voices together in songs, OF
praise, to unite their hearts In pray
er and pour out their souls in thanks
giving to God for his matchless
blessings. Today we are thankful:
humbly. truly thankful; almost too
thankful for words. We hesitate to
speak lest in some way we mar the
happy, solemn thankfulness that we
feel
Today we are thankful for peace.
The hand of war has been laid upon
us and we have suffered. Not much,
however, in comparison with other
nations and peoples. and for this we
are thankful. But now it is all past
and We are glad. No longer are we
saying good bye to those who are
marching away, perhaps never to re-
turn. No longer are our pillows wet
with tears ad our sleepless brows
burning hot through the night. won
dering how the boys are in the
trenches, wondering whether they
live or die.
Thunder Of Guns
StiIled by Peace.
No longer do We wake from trou-
Eled SLEEP, startled and anxious
thinking we hear them call No long
er do we live in ceaseless dread of
the destruction and death which
they must carr yto others. To-day on
all the battleflelds the voice of war
is hushed. The thunder of guns and
crash of steel are heard no more.
The boys are out of the trenches for
ever. and, as they listen and dream
of home, they hear only the rustling
wings of the angel of peace. Their
songs are the songs of victory and
they wake and sleep and are not
afraid. Soon. they will be coming
home with the laurel wreaths upon
their brows and the lonely firesides
will be glad with laughter and the
empty places at the tables win be
filled. But there are some who will
not come: They lie in the fields of
France beneath soil made sacred by
the blood of heroes who feared not
to die that truth and right might
live. Their souls march on. for they
who pour out their lives In a right
eous cause can never die. Even for
these we are grateful that we have
grateful that they were permitted TO
give their lives in the time and place
and way that meant so much. CRATE
full for the strengthening assurance
that, while our tired bodies sleep.
their souls are conscious of the graf
itude of a world redeemed from war.
Even in those homes the star in
the window is blue no more there is
for peace. For in those
homes they can say:
There's a star of gold in the service
flag,
(Dear God. he was young TO dieD
But his soul was never the soul 10
lag
With the colors passing by.
/ can see him now in his strong slim
youth:
| can feel his hands firm clasp;