Omaha daily bee., 1920-01-25
How to Meet
Dull Quiet
Of Life
By BEATRICE FAIRFAX.
who occupies . unique position - Z
writer on topics Of love and


ravines. Great stretches OF level
plain lie across every land.
So the most tumultuous life has
placid moments. The most eventful
career has its quiet hours. And
of course there are lives which
have no high lights. no moments OF
emotion, no understanding.
There are lives which seem doomed
to remain in backwater, without
tides or storms or radiant sunshine.
Neither sorrow nor joy visits them.
Only a vast Loneliness.
Every day letters come to me
from city and country from village
and town. And the burden OF many
of them is something like this:
Nothing ever happens to me. I'm
SO lonely | don't know what TO do.
don't seem to have opportunities
for meeting people. just 60 on
and on until I'm desperate. Can't
you help me to meet the right
people?"
And, sadly enough, in most cases
! can't.
Stop and think about il. My cor.
respondents are unknown friends
who write 70 me from the great
spaces Of busy world. Our paths
don't cross. They can't. There
aren't enough hours in the day for
me TO see or write personally to all
the dear unknown friends I long to
help. And just because we aren't
going TO meet and suffer the emba,-
easements Of adjustment one TO the
other, those dear friends out in
space can write me with all the
greater fYankness. We're spirits to
each other, and aren't hampered by
our human prejudices and attrae-
tions.
Nor can I risk making these un-
known known 10 each other. Human
nature isn't safe enough for that.
All ! can do is give counsel out
Of my own experiences, and the first
word of advice to all lonely souls
is embodied in this little bit Of
verse.
Patience a little. Learn to wait
Years are long on the clock Of
fate"
II only youth would be patient.
If only it would wait the good and
true and not seize srashly on what
ever life presents. So often youth
takes cheap substitute for the
companionship and love it Graves,
and just when il is too late to be
free of the ugly ENGAGEMENT and
it's consequence, along comes Life
offering its best gifts.
There are so many things to tide
US over the drab and quiet days.
First, there's the strength TO do
what the day requires and to do il
SO well that the mere doing gives
deep satisfaction. Then there's the
courage to smile and believe thae
the longest road must emerge from
the woods At last and come out into
Gods sunshine. There's kindness,
which looks about and sees chances
to help others. And there's the Joy
which finds beautiful refreshment
in the sparkle of sunshine on snow,
the shadow of trees seen through
fog. the radiance Of light coming TO
disperse pale dawn.
Joy of the soul is the supreme
gift OF the Spirit Serene. Please
don't laugh with the arrogance of
youth, and decide I don't know
thing about it. do know. Satisfy
ing the body can never give the fine
radiance OF feeling which comes
from satisfying the soul.
Satisfying the soul satisfies the
body, too. There's radiant
warmth, . sense Of well-being,
feeling of uplift TO be found in spir-
itual joys. And bodily ones depart
leaving nothing but dull thud Of
How do you feel when you've eatl
en- too much dinner? Heavy, loggy
desirous Of nothing but to slip awsy
somewhere and sleep off your IT.
ter WEAKNESS.
How do you feel when you've pi-
loted a poor old blind man adoss
the street? Uplifted, pleased with
yourself, inclined 10 believe that
there's . lot of kindness II the
world.
If you're lonely and bored, just
remember that you are one of vast
company, and that probably most
Of the others are worse off.than you.
II you don't know what TO do with
yourself, go out and seek someone
who's more in reed of kindness and
help than you are.
Most lonely folks seek nothing in
the worl3 but a mate. Tsey are
hattering themselves that they have
a unique and interesting problem,
when the only problem they present
is the ase-old one that is also the
problem OF the wolf and the bear.
But when man learned to walk up
right and look'at the stars he devel- |
oped few qualities beyond the
primitive instincts. And who wants
to confess himself nothing but an
animal?
So don't go whimpering through
life about your loneliness-the mat
ing instinct, no. more--but march |
around with your head up and seek
a human chance to do someone else
a good turn.
There never was better idea than
the requirement made Of the Boy
Scout--namely, to do a good deed
every dav. 1t would be wise plan
for US all TO adopt. Then we'd all
be good scouts. And we'd have
something to do with our lonely
hours.
One of the finest private collec-
tions Of pearls is that in possession