The Washington times., 1919-07-25

prisoner at the occoquan Workhouse who prefers to
be called D. NJ, sends to The Times sevensanza poem
into which he condenses the philosophy of who feels
that this world is frendless place. and that unnd
destiny has singled him out to bear hard lot.
T. D. NJ. asks, in that scans badly but reads
easily:
WY WY ] 5sss a ns's ts' ts Ssss Sad
While the feet that surest and fest have the sOotest paths
back has burden to
Why brightest eyes ones soon dimed with tears7
Why is the igtest heart must ache and ache tor years It
And fear
s:: who ss:d nod s. asTi always t s
And thos S who wa u9s Little must strive and struggle i've
Why the sweetest smile has for its sister sigh?
Why the strongest Love the love we Say pass 3y We
And the kneel to worship is only clay.
Why is the nObest thoughts the exprsssed'
While thoughts that are like al others are ones we always tell
And deeds worth little praise the published well
the friends trust the t ones who always .r by'
And the lips we might bps
WY i the IS v all s n Rsye @ a the eog
While the thing. have the one we always hate
This man should read the biographies of the great
these tell the real history of the world he will find few
lives which have not known bitter hardship
he will find that the feet which tread unshrink-
ngly the stubble and flint tender and easily
bruised
He viii find that faith and will power do much to
smooth the rugged road and tighten the burden.
Christian, in Bunyan's Pilgrims Progress almost sinks
In despair in the first stages Of his Journey but he keeps
firm hold mighty faith and arrives rumphanty at the
goal where his heavy burden slips from him.
The highly sensitive person is capable of the finest
thoughts and the nobest deeds but that very sentien
quality renders him ready prey to the sings and arrows
Of outrageous fortune His lot is harder to bear his mete
is severely tested than that of his less mpressonab
fellow.
he who knows no fear is not most courageous
The bravest is he who fears exceedingly, but con-
quers his fear.
There is a sermon in each line of T. D. Ms poem It
expresses the lOngngs and protests of humanity And
like humans many of his questions contain their
themselves. !
Christ, mans teacher said: "Know ye not that the
Kingdom of Heaven is within you?'
Robert Burns:
Or f'f the snf SNOWFALL mSTsf fne tS R0GR 'hed'
On ONE R0P S. rs TR then a2e gone for forever
Evanshng amid the
The Scotch poet who wrote those lines had seen much
Of care and trouble, but kept his heart Light.
Dante knew this truth There is scarcely more beau
u love story in literature than his Yet the lips he
might have kissed he only three times That he wished
70 kiss the lips of the greenyed Beatrice Portnar is elo
gueny declared in epic But they remained far away Joys
to another
And T. D. NJ. must not believe that the Iowy bear ali
the farde and that the person who have the better
portion In life dwels in any Paradise The poor man knows
many delights to which his rich neghbor may not win
O. Henry tells of prisoner who refused an opportunity
10 leave prison and become rich and found keener de-
light in the world than to lie his prison cot in the hot
evenings and press his tired aching feet against
the cool iron bars.
To t those ts st with .nfo smpQyment
and ne nv tho oh