The news scimitar. (Memphis, Tenn.) 1907-1926, 1920-05-19

has Deen green Tor thirty years.
But we make no greater mistake than
when we\ think Of the dead as the lost:
: 1t is lifeA not death, that robs us Of
our beloved Death seals them to US
forever and forever, beyond all posi-
biity of loss.
There | are no friends closer to us
than our dead friends. We may see
their faces no more, but our souls are
in constant communion with them, and
they are the friends whose love and
loyalty we never question.
Does some piece of good fortune come
our way? Our first thought is If only
John and Mary We're alive how they
would rejoice in our success. We see
how their eyes would shine with JOY
in our Joy. We hear their hearty con-
graduation that have in them no
spice of malice or envy, as those OF
our living friends 70 often. have.
Does misfortune lay our heads in the
dust? "Ah," we cry, IF only John and
Mary were here to sorrow with US in
our grief, to bind up our wounds in the
should not weep alone il only death
had spared the friends on whom we
could count without fail"
Do we need help? We call the roll OF
our living friends with doubt. 1t is
ito the memory Of the dead that we turn
with certainty We should not have
asked of John in vain Mary would
not have withheld the helping hand. We
should not even nave ndu 10 ASK IllelIl
for assistance, for their love would
have devined our want
Nothing can come between us and
oul. dead friends. Their hearts are
knit to ours with a bond that stretches
from time to eternity, and that nothing
can break.
The friends whom we have lost are
those from whom we are separated by
indifference, by treachery, by self
seeking, or greed or some unworthy
bnt hoe lFill
and made them far more dead to us
lthan IL they were buried in the grave
The friend whom we have lost Is the
one who poisoned our little moment or
triumph by some petty Jealousy. inc
friend whom we have lost is the one
who callousy passed us by when our
hearts were wrung with grief. or VINO
turned his back upon us when we
cried to him for help in our need
The friend whom we have lost is the
one who forgot old times. and old ties,
and old favors when he made money
or achieved some place of power, Tor
the man or woman who move from
Poverty flat to Easy street are often
farther away from US than the dis
lance between the two worlds.
The friends whom we lose are those
who show the yellow streak under me
stress OF life who turn traitor; VINO
prove dishonest, and who shatter our
ideals OF them. Those whom we nave
once loved and honored and can no
longer love and honor We have, indeed
lost Though they He st be ose T"g h SS
p par, ana ana p"'''' u
very emu ,,.o,,,a underestimate the mis-
NO one would , unaeT T6ose husband is
fortune ro OF me ber % SY death To be boreft
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folded folded hsr is w I1T,g d 'O' y"
soT BTt the 10 d woman wHraT"' who has known a
good man loNe any ~ ,1,, Jsvs If her
can count over a 1ns nSppy IN The re- blessed
maeh neyer 81 really ais lose her husband even
can neNe %as Oassed bavond the
though II, ne mas ',,s.en he abides ever
yeAit h drouE His Wisdom Wisdom stin guides her.
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st'g ho l'n r,oy ~,to to summon him back
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