Atlanta tri-weekly journal. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1920-19??, 1920-04-13

| in this world has a price tag on it,
and that we must pay cash over
| the counter for everything we get.
Something for something. Moth
| ing for nothing. Pinchbeck cheap.
Fine gold, high. 1t is the immuta-
| BILE law Of nature that never changes.
We admit the truth of this so far
as other people are concerned, but
when it comes to ourselves we cher
| ish the fallacious hope that we shall
escape the common facts. We think
| that, somehow, we are going to be
able to graft our way through Life,
| that some miracle will happen to us
| so that we will get the sweet without
| the bitter, and gather where we have
not soWn, and reap where we nave
not planted. ~,
It is a fools dream. 1t never hap
pened. For value received we pay,
pay, pay. And this is true equally
| Of spiritual and material things.
Do you want love? You must pay
| for it with your hearts blood You
must pay for it with a million 5sacri-
| fees, with a million anXletiesj with
a million fears. And after you have
| bought love you must keep on paying
for it by cherishing it, and protect
ing it, and nursing and fostering 1t,
and preferring it before yourself.
The people who never have love are
those who are too stingy and selfish
to buy it. They are too self-center-
ed and egotistical to pay the price
that love demands. Those who lose
love are those who grow tired of
continually paying in little atten-
tions, and little considerations, in
, little kisses and caresses, on a debt
that is never paid in full this side
of the grave.
And those who refuse to buy love
because it lays upon one burdens and
calls for self-sacrifice, they also pay
agony that tears at ones heart
strings when beloved one stands in
the shadow of death. They escape
the slavery of toiling for a family
whose needs suck UP mans income
as a sponge does water.
But they pay in loneliness, in the
silence of rooms in which no wom-
Ems laugh is ever heard, or where
= ere comes the patter of little feet.
! ley pay in a desolate old age, bar
/ zen Of interest and lacking all hui
manities.
Do you wish health? You must
pay for it with abstinence, with self
control, with intelligent care of the
body and by doing thousand things
you don't want to do, and doing
without thousand things you great
ly desire to do. Sometimes nature
runs a long health credit account
with man Or woman, but in the
end she admits her accounts, and for
every broken law of hygiene the
offender must pay with compound in
terest.
The young man who drinks too
much, the young man who burns the
candle at both ends, the young man
who is roue, thinks that he can
have his fling and sow his wild oats
and get off scott free. But he doesn't.
He pays the price in shattered
insanity. There is no hospital, no
insane asylum in which they will not
tell you that three-fourths of the
men patients brought their fate upon
themselves.
The woman who lives on candy
and sweets, who takes no exercise,
who wears clothes that are first aid
to pneumonia, who lives on her
nerves and in a perpetual strain of
gadding from party to party, thinks
that she can likewise sin against
nature, and. escape the penalty, but
the price she pays enriches santa
RUINS, and puts nerve and lung
specialists in the millionaire class.
Do you wish success? The price
Of that is all that you have got.
To buy success you must give ev-.
cry ounce of strength in you-and
then some more. You must give
every thought of your head, and
every aspiration of your soul. You
must count neither sickness, nor
WEAKNESS, nor disbursement in
paying your bill.
You must work while others play.
You must save while others spend.
You must take the hard road when
the easy one lies invitingly before
you. You must cruelty your vanity
and think only Of your object, not
yourself You must stand the gaff.
take take criticism gratefully; endure
the pleasures of both love and hat
red.
Perpetual sacrifice on the altar
of ones desire. Self immolation to
one purpose. Ceaseless striving. I'm
ending labor. Dauntless courage and
endurance. These are the coins with
which one buys success, and it is
because so few are willing to pay
the price that there are so many
failures in life.
Men and women believe that there
is some. roya! road to fame and
fortune in which they can joy ride
in limousine. or that there is
some magic carpet that will watt
them to success without an effort
on their own part.
1t never happens. There is no easy
way to the heights. Every step of
it must be taken with blood and
tears, and faint hearts are not
strong enough to pay so great a
price. So many get weary and lay
down their tools. They get tagged
and drop out of the race. They d.
not like The company they are forced
to keep on part Of the journey and
they turn aside to where the So
ciety is more elegant and agreeable.
or they argue with themselves that
after all success isn't worth what
life asks for it,. and they content
themselves with some cheaper bar
gain.
Every day of your life you see
lonely, loveless, friendless people.
sick people, failures. who rail at
the injustice of fate, but the fault
is their own. not fate's. They could
have had the thing they desired if
they would have paid the price, but
they would not.