Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1918-04-04
WHAT FATE REALLY IS.
A Seattle Citizen Writes His View.
to Mr.. Brisbane's Newspnper.

10 Mr. brfsbnne's Newspapers.
Burlingtonians may be Interested in
reading the following letter to the
! Washington Times. Mr.. Scarf tb.
writer was the promoter Of the section
In the southern part of the city called
Scarf's Addition. 1t follows
you saw in this paper picture of
Iale and the man knocked fiat. We
, suggested that readers write about II.
mere you may read prose and poetry
written by gentleman usually busy out
IN Seattle as secretary and treasurer of
the Union Timber Products Companv &.
Shipbiulders.
His poem is about Being Master of
four Fate" Big words, master of
rate. Men have worked on this planet
at least 100000 years, and every little
th'hs sun masters them-wholesale muir
DER called war, private murder called
revenge, physical bondage called slavery
financial bondage called wages.
Read the Man from Seattle:
After thorough penetrating raze
focused on the cartoon labeled Fate
1 say:
Witnhold your verdict against this
much maligned so-called ruffian. 1 would
make speech in his behalf know
whereof speak. for have lived for over
oo years on the same street and in the
same political ward where he lives
frequently bump into him unawares.
ana on divers occasions he has bumped
into me all-awares. That Is, he has
laid for me. it being open season al;
the year for just such fools as we moor
mortals be.
But is he the ruffian that you picture
MIN to be? Those deep, dark burrows
that crossed his brow were caused bv
anguish and sorrow, and not by malice
aforethought. Is your pity all for the
PROSTATE man? Fate had to drop him
in his tracks. but if the victim had any
courage or faith in himself he would
get up and go on. How do l know:
Because l have been knocked down by
this same monitor with this same club.
1t Is only stuffed club and the fellow
Is only stunned
"Oh, I could tell you lot about Fate
If you cared to listen to it! 1 have peered
into his private cemetery and there are
precious few tombstones visible to the
naked eye. and If the headstones told
the truth they all died of fright or heart
disease.
Il have had a look in Fate's workshop
when he Is out on his beat Saw nothing
out boxing gloves. masks. bazoos. pop
guns. stuffed clubs and other props for
camoulage.
Fate gets 'cussed' for many acts that
appear rude as judged aforesight. but
which are acts Of mercy as we later view
them after the hindsight. Whenever
fate gives me swat on the side Of tho
head / say TO myself. Old man, you are
OH your course. Tack to starboard and
you Will come out al! right" or words
to that effect.
This is the most beautiful! world
ever lived In. ever though F'n.o has Ut
times appeared unkind.
Here are my conciusiora TO wit.
I-God put him oil tho pay roll a long
tino ago to keep US young blooas straight.
"2-Fate's always on the Job.
Gle never uses a real club unti1 TIA
use OK the stuffed club ceases to be q
virtue.
4-WHen he discovers that vol, ara
we'll disposed and not inclined to hog
the whole cheese he let's you alone
twenty years ago l wrote q sonnet
that fits this case. and / have never
seen the day when wanted 10 change
a single line.
There's no inpossibility to him
Who makes resolve to conquer every
foe;
and though AT thnc. lis progress may
be slow,
Combating adversar.es stern and grim
Each effort made will add new strength
of limb.
What though the whrlwind crash NAV
lay him low? ~
With courage now nell rise and on.
ward go,
81 cot that his resolve y,s not a