The Kennewick courier-reporter. [volume] (Kennewick, Wash.) 1939-1949, 1939-08-03

load ourselves down with filthy
habits, useless superstitions and
silly social customs that undermine
and destroy all their sacrifice. Booze,
tobacco. cigarettes, dope, supersti-
tons, false beliefs, all restraints
that bind and shackle us worse than
the chains OF any poor abused gal
lery slave that ever lived. because
they bind the mind as well as the
body.
All my life I have favored under
a load far too heavy for any human
to bear, but at last am free. That
is what ] want 10 tell You about.
So you too can enjoy the glorious
feeling that comes from such an
experience.
My great weakness has been wor-
ry and how I have worried-about
everybody and everything ever since
/ can remember. II is no use to try
to enumerate them all. II ] did you
would have to get out special edi-
ton and perhaps a whole list OF
new readers.
But / loaded myself down with
such a list of first-class worries that
I had to budget my time and only
think of each one SO many minutes
and oftime after sleepless night
trying to readjust the evils Of the
world, my mind would be so mud
died I couldn't remember what I
should be worrying about and drop
off to sleep right in the face Of some
impending crisis. ] still don't see
how ] ever got as big as ] am or
how the social fabrication of the
world ever threatened to destroy it
J during the last sixty turbulant years.
!, But was brought to see the light
by an old colored man, whose whole
life had been spent trying to make
a living for himself and family. He
drove into a wood yard where I
was visiting and bought a load OF
wood. All he could haul out for a
dollar and as he loaded he kept
talking to himself and his horse,
Napoleon, here is where we get
even with the white man. All we can
haul for a dollar. II you can pull
that one you can pull this one" and
he p roceeded to put on such q load
that no horse in the world could
pull. When he tried to start and
could not, and finally decided he
was stuck, he climbed up on the
wagon and began to unload IT
you couldn't pull that one, you
can't pull this one, so he threw IL
all off and drove away with the
empty wagon. I sat and watched
him and I says to myself, SMITH"
! always call myself Smith when
we are alone that way. Smith, that
is just the way you have been all
your life, trying to carry too big
a load, Just because you could get
the burden for nothing, so you bet
ter unload and enjoy the rest OF
your life just like that poor horse
enjoys pulling that empty wagon
IF you can't pull this one. you
can't pull that one, so overheard
they co.. And from now on / re-
fuse to worry about anything, ex-
cept of course, some Of the more i'm
portant things OF life like spilline
salt, walking under a ladder, start
ing somewhere on Friday or light
ing three cigarettes on one match
and things Like that. I mean I am
not going to bother my head about
trivial things like world wars, third
terms in politics, whether Wall st.
or John Lewis runs the govern
ment, the appalling plight OF the
railroads, bigger and better holes in
the tax tokens, Columbia Irrigation
development, adolescent youth, un-
employment, rising taxes, govern
mental expenditures, who is who in
the blue book and the price OF gas
oline and whiskey.
And II the precedent loving, po-
litically blinded people want to
turn down the only humanitarian
President we have ever had and re-
fuse him a third term and put in
some untried lophead that cannot
even balance his budget, why 1t is
all right with me. What they can
stand is all right with me.
Hoping you are the same, ! re-
main,
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