The Pensacola journal. (Pensacola, Fla.) 1898-1985, 1918-09-27
DREAMS


by fairy torches, know that life would be very
humdrum after all had we not our dreams and air
castles which have made the long way less ted |
ious.
But there are dreams and dreams. There are
idle hours we have known, when we have lain, |
with closed eyes, and found our way to Already,
and the way sweet with blossoms and the
song of birds; idle and beautiful hours, when we
held our breath lest the charm be too soon
broken, as oft it was.
And there have been hours when we went
lain awake, looking into the dark and threaten
ing night, with before a vision of splendid
achievement, which, alas, perhaps, never
reached, but which somehow, seemed to urge us
forward
And there have been hurs when we went
hardly along rough ways s.nd there was no frag-
rance of fairy flowers Song Of birds, no laugh
ter of dream spirits, but all dull and harsh
and unoeautiful, and yet. somehow, there were
echoes from that dream world which seemed to
the corner! Up! Up" And somehow, the
head was lifted higher and we went forward
with drawer front.
But now life has little time for dreaming We
| must up early and work late, and hearts are
heavy and the vision splendid is a vision of BAN
ners of Liberty carried forward by brave men
and valiant, and we find our hearts aching with
new, strange and unaccustomed pain.
There time in all the world when
we SO needed our dreams as we do to-day. There
was never time when we had such need of be-
lief in the unbelievable, of faith in the unattain-
able, of conservation to those things we cannot
touch or see- but which, down deep in our hearts
we know are true-as true as those dreams that
have led Us over many hard ways and have kept
us true many times to our own selves and so to
| these about us.
! IL this tragic time, when our l1,an are going
OF by the thousands, they are all fighting for
dreams. OF sudden we who are Missionaries
nave awakened to find that there is nothing else
| OF any account in all the world except dreams
dreams OF honor, dreams of trust dreams of good
ta.lk, dreams of high courage dreams of a world
tina! shall not be shackled, but shall some dav he
free, untrampled and beautiful as it was meant
in the beginning to be-
And his dream came true-carnf. trf,e bacanso
he had faith and courage and conviction-cama
true because he worked that Dis dream, ,,oioht
come to reality.
Inns chair in which sits was one dav
hundreds of years ago. another mans dream.
The player-piano, the victrola the telephone. the
DOCKS upon the shelves, even the beautiful bios
somlng plant in the conservatory, were once
dreams that were brooded over and worked over
ana worked over until they took on substance
and life.
The more beautiful the dream and tho NOR,
wonderful the vision, the more perfect the
Iruition of that dream
| We must dream true Our dreams must ho
nigh and wonderful if our deeds are to be biob
and wonderful We must follow the pattern tbat
we evolve, and SO cannot afford to dream meanlv
| or Idly. But we must hold fast to the vision
! We must esteem nothing SO high as bonor.
we must have faith and trust courage and corr
! secratlon; we must believe past all understand
ing' nave faith past all comprehension: we must
keep our feet steady and our eyes on the baiob+s
we must not falter, come what NAV. we no,s+
! not 1al come what will-we must hold n o,,,
creams our vision splendid" and make ON,