Milford chronicle., 1927-05-06
ARROWS FROM A QUIvER
BY j. Marvin Nichols
Dallas, Texas

WHY llOL lOl SANCs <AILCt dlit VIC We /
such little time to live.
When love goes out, stagnation, |
suffering and death come in.
What you are today you will be
tomorrow; only more so.
You narrow life the moment you
doubI yourself.
You measure strength at the
weakest point.
You were put here to be a victor
NOT a victim.
You may fool the other fellow,
but you can't fool yourself.
No man can amass a fabulous
fortune and at the same time hold
in absolutely intact the finer vir-
tues OF the soul.
OF the worst of men it can at
least be said-aheir lives are use
full in so far as they show what all
men ought not to be.
The most terrific appeal is al
ways hidden. But the heart is a
shrewd detective; it sees beneath
every disguise.
The most serious and delicate
questions of life are the sort that
ledu us apart lIOul lIlG IdDDlS- anu
we decide them alone.
You cannot go deeper into anoth-
er heart than your self-knowledge
is competent to guide you.
Nine times out of ten a thing
that cannot be done in the ordinary
way can be done some other way.
Riches carry their own penalty,
not the least being idleness and no
opportunity of performing product
i've labor.
Loyalty" is overwOrked. Dis
before us sometimes means loyalty
to those who follow us.
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Two new phases of life loom into
view these latter days-Conspicu-
Gus waste and conspicuous leisure.
Both are built on blood and are
| bought with the price of souls.
You can't judge the worth of a
diamond by its rough exterior The
Indians of the lovely Pacific toyed
with nuggets that afterward made
millionaires.
While we believe the material pro-
gress of this country is simply pro-
digious, yet we seriously question
the corresponding growth of our
ideals and our literature.
No man is a scholar, no matter
his piles of diplomas written in
dead languages, until his theory and
his practice become one and the
same. Just here we need a re-
| YiVal.
The foal of the racer will never
know his speed nor discover his
powers if always pastured with the
common herd destined for the col
lar and the yoke.
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Once a kid said that inconsist-
ency was the awful licking he got
for telling a story in contrast with
his daddy's statement that it hurt
the old man worse than the boy.
Many a man has wondered over
that very same inconsistency.
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Strange every fellow thinks he
has the only hard job in the
world. In one single chapter of a
recent novel we noted that the
hero's countenance fell, his voice
broke, his heart sank, his hair rose,
his eyes blazed his words burned,
his blood froze. Say. fellows, you've
had no such luck as that!
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Apparently we have forgotten a
few of the erstwhile simple things
in life. A backward look will re-
veal them as the big things. Get
the habit of happiness. Utilize your
enthusiasms. The world is hungry
for faith. The young man is the
future incarnate. Let every failure
teach you the game. Public conf
dence is the young mans best
asset. Get down to earth; that is
where the people live. The world
is not down on you; it is just busy,
that is all. A man who won't get
up when he is knocked down is of
no use. These are always work.
able problems.
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Not every fellow that uses shears
is a tailor.
Most of us like to confess our
faults to those who will deny them.
Nobody but a coward fails to
make the venture.
The man who wishes to be his
wife's second husband is all right.
Life is too short to fuddle with
trash.
Quit following at somebody else's
heels.
Stick close to the fellow who
brings things to pass.
Nature never leads man into
crime.
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Out of heroism comes faith in the
worth of heroism. Believe in your
self and your own ultimate triumph.
Love demands some sort of Sc
crecy. Otherwise it shrivels to the
plane of a mere acquaintance.
Love yourself. After all, love is
the silent substance of life. All
others, and all else, serve only to
make you good or bad.
Inherited millions sometimes rob
one of his native right to make an
honest living.
tween right and wrong is the limit
of your convictions on a given ques-
tion.
When the lash of necessity drives
you to your duty, you are slug
gard-born to defeat.
Invest in brains. Every scholar
turned out adds something to the
real riches of commonwealth.
Referring to the person who was
the subject of your idle gossip, are
you sure he is your inferior? If
not, keep still.
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