Albuquerque morning journal. [volume] (Albuquerque, N.M.) 1903-1926, 1920-07-21

fife are spent in a continued rev.
| erie. He views the world and his
relation to it with unseeing eyes,
and he asks no questions. He is
content to live and dream from
day to day, and his dreams are,
perchance, what he will do and
be when he becomes man. The
desire to create comes to him only
after he has completed some
dream plan which he desires 70
live out in life.
But the dreaming never ceases.
1t goes hand in hand with the do
ing throughout the years; and, as
life began with a dream. so it
closes Having reached the win
ter of his earthly existence, the
boy now grown gray, it wont to
dream again the dreams of his
youth, andN.to live over in reverie
the scenes OF his earlier years. He
Is now ripened by a life of ex-
perience and seryice-experience
in the testing of his own hopes
and aspirations, and service in
that he has helped his brother 10
realize his first dreams. But he
turns from all that his life has
taught him and seeks again the
reverists peace and joy.
Is it, then, strange that Ponce
de Leon should have sought to-
lift the hand of Time from his
STOPPING shoulders, and to regain
his early youth?
Leon had led a life of action,
for soldiers life is essentially
one of deeds; but long after he
had gained wealth and honor as
a soldier and a man; long after
he had lost the strength and vigor
of his mornings manhood, and
his hair was gray with age, he
gave himself over to dreams, And
what a glorious dream his was! \
A tradition had gone forth in,
the Spanish countries that, west |
ward across the sea, there was a |
beautiful land, and, that in this |
land was fountain into whose |
waters one might plunge and |
again be young. Fired by the |
vision of this wonderful country
and the desire to feel again the
rich, red blood of youth leaping
through the torpid veins
Of age, Leon went in search of
the tabled spring. This New
World had given up wonder after
and untold wealth in gold
and precious gems; and now, in
his most beautiful land of flow
,rs, Leon would claim again the
glory of his adolescent days,
We are all familiar with the
story and the fruitless search of
1is journey, but the charm, the
beauty and the truth embodied in
his one mans dream are too often
ost. Could we but appreciate
he untiring energy with which he
day after day for that
ife giving fountain, and his UNI
altering faith as he tested the /,
waters of spring after spring,
urely we should find in it some
hing more than an old mans
more than q !
augh. How light and hopeful
must have been his heart at the
of the journey, and how II
litter his disappointment at its
lose. To him that was, per-
Iaps, the end of his dream-the
ondest, fairest dream man ever
we know that afterward
4 death he found the long-sought
Ountain, the only one that gives
ternal youth!
The little Corsican tells us that
hen a boy he was wont to give
is imagination free play, and to
uild in dreams his future life
nd environment just as he would =
ave them be. Then, when his :
reams We're over and his long,. ,
lgs were complete, he would try :
, make his visions real and his !,
reams come true. \
The worlds greatest construc-
We workers were, at one time in
leir lives, builders of air castles
-dreamers if you please. To live
hope and expectation of a 7
Fighter future and a fuller life =
but to look forward to the full
Ilment of our gladdest dream. &
nd everyone who has lived
opefully, whether he has sue
seded or not, has, in some way, :
Uttered the condition of man
ind. From our earliest morning =
the frightening shadows of
,ening, fortune may smile on us =
; frown, but through ii all we
ave our hopes and aspirations. =
nd VINO can say thai when we =
last lie down to rest we may
1T have a last, long dream? For
lie generous, the loving, the UNI >
ithful and the just, they all lie q
own together side by side and =
eep that final sleep.
Don't despise the dreamer, but .
Clip him to make his dreams :,
.alities. And remember that
,ery worthy deed was first a g
cam. Back of every finished
'oduct, back of every concrete v
ality there has been a first in g
.ptlon--a happy dream come G
ue.
All dreamers do not make doors, .
1t every doer, at some time, has ie
Id his dream.--Carl Curtis Good y
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