Show SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT by F A WALKER THE OLD HIGHWAY TT out before you pal ed biard by the millions of tired feet that liae climbed its hills as oa are climbing to reach the goal far ait oit there in the haj distance you sometimes strain your eyes in looking forward and wonder whether bour strength will endure until the end of the monotonous journey in such there are evl deuces of weakness in your heart lack of faith and inclination to loiter a while in the luring shade of the trees by the wayside where alie birds are singing in sheer joi of existence then comes the thought tint this Is not the time for reat but the hour for serious endeavor so ou hold our place in the throng call agian upon bour vanishing courage and press forward determined to win you vision the worn resolute dust covered humans who before you were born passed along tills same old highway refusing to falter in march antl they had clasped to their breasts the coated prizes they were peeling you remember how as a boy or a parl ou thrilled with eager ambition as you the stories of these hu mans how QU then to emulate their examples and write bour name bebide theirs nut now that your are you begin to doubt your ability to ilo oa realize that 0 o make your way along the ancient highway you must call up all bour power of will all your patience and hold urmey to our high purpose ou mut work work work there ts no other way by ou can attain our pictured goal there are no bock doors through which you can sneak and grub bour prize for the world Is on guard taking note of smiles and liowns sour deportment and fervor or laxity and possible craftiness and the world and the old in spite of all sayings to alie con arary will you liberal reward you hold steadfastly to truth honor loyalty and diligence as did the reat anen and women whose bodies have mingled with the dust but whose names still hie to shine resplendently ull the end of time 15 by syndic |