The Ocala banner. (Ocala, Marion County, Fla.) 1883-194?, 1920-01-23
THE SUMMED UP GAME OF LIFE
(By v. Max b.
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Now and then-not with disturbing
frequency, but every decade or so-a
human being leaps out of his cradle
| with a well-developed dislike of all
/ the old rules and regulations on how
to play the game of life. Having had
his youthful and reverberating ears
stuffed of such anaesthetics as, 60
slow, and you'll be sure" and There
are no short cuts to succ ess," he
groWls soprano, tears up books of
maxims. begs his nurse-if he has
one-to sing him to sleep with that
grand old song, There's always room
on top and knowing nothing about
life, love and litigation, decides to
waste no time stumbling around in
the malarial low grounds of medioc-
rity. Shortly thereafter, his friends,
casting semi-annual and unambitious
glances toward the shining, lofty
points described as power and prom
inence, catch glimpse of the young
malcontent's left foot as he hoists it
over the bejeweled facade of the
structure called success. A little Ia
ter they learn that, having picked out
and refitted and given an office near
the roof of a particularly brilliant
tower known as achievement, he puts
in the little leisure that comes to him
by picking the flowers indigenous to
the one uncrowded field of human en-
deavor-the top. Whereupon, they
left out this mystiied moan, He's
there; but it's contrary to all human
experience. He's up thirty years
ahead of the schedule; must have
found trick elevator" And they are
right. That is exactly what he did A
trick elevator may be used-if you
know the trick.
Successful men, and men who are
on the top floors of the towers If
brilliancy, give no evidence of their
success, and we figure it's the helping
hand of some one; and it usually is.
We help the human family crawl
along through life, and sometimes
push one to the sky, but is it yet to
come that the right man is pushed?
No, some right men are there; many
right men are deep down in the sand.
These men need most of all; but
whom is he that pushes this man ?
Better say push him backward and
backward until his blood refuses to /
respond to natures call Keep UP d !
boost for him that is climbing fast !
for likely he will help you, is the
spirit gnawing at every mans action |
lever and press-the- button to the gen. |
orator OF his mind, saying, 81 am do |
ing all l can with my steam" Little
do you do with your steaMi. +" . "~.l !
him who needs you worst of all. Cir |
cumstances may send men TO the /
United States senate or to the pris- |
ons. The loop of life ever awaits
mans neck, and the other man is al.
ways thee to hold fast. The dog we
feed and make room for; the horse
and chicken we assist in its living,
but, one man to the other, seldom is
assistance offered unless there is a
trick in it whereby it pays you we'll to
do so. Desiring light on how man
does his duty to humanity, It's easy to
sum it all up if you will simply follow
the example of one great man, study
him well, watch his actions and deal
with him 1t is not his position in life
SO big, or his size, but his minds gen
orator full of steam to help the other
fellow.
Honorable J Sim Bitch, formerly
secretary to the governor of Florida
and now holding much larger job,
is the one greatest man living He
wears no medals for bravery, no uni
form of high honor, but casts sunshine
where there never was any, lifting
fifty souls per day to a realization of
life and the beauty there is to be for
him that had long forgotten what life
meant, filling his heart with duty and
inspirations of the future days to
come There is absolutely no state
in the union which can claim a man
brave enough to stack the guns, burn
the chains, discharge the guards and
take upon his own shoulders the keep
ing of hundreds of men who would
give their right arm to go free. Flor
ida has this great man, and he's the
man to push to the roof of the towers
of brilliancy. He's the man that does
his bit for humanity because he loves
to, because he loves humanity, and
God loves him.
To push Mr.. Bitch to the towers of