Show S AMERICAS AIMIE RICAS DAY when prayers of thanksgiving arise from hearts of grateful f ul nation EMORY J HAYNES ID you ever seo tho the sun rise out D DID of tho the ocean for nearly tour hours the dawn of Thank thanksgiving gIving day has haa boen been feeling tta its way westward across tho the sea before it breaks on america halt a long league ue onward the gray light creeps over the un inhabitable waste of waters tho the now faint light cohorts of outriders outsiders out riders aro are scouting ahead of the monarch sun they are seeking the coast of maine blaine feeling for the of hatteras Hat toras for ahls Is to be a great day in america it if tho the sun were a god marching over the atlantic spaces oua one would put the words in his mouth you ships on which I 1 flash I 1 am not content with you alone nor with you lighthouses which I 1 now touch with my spears of sun bars I 1 seek a continent of grateful human dwelling I 1 gild church spires burnish the white walls of great cities gleam in farm house windows the homes of men it Is a not a day ot of toll but of thankful joyous rest I 1 will march over the vast areas of mighty states cross rivers and lakes climb the bahama and beyond before I 1 slip again into the pacific ocean for this Is a day set apart to mo me men lien aro are waiting out of harness for the sunbeams I 1 acknowledge their tokens I 1 malo the american flag beautiful everywhere in my blue sky thousands of lags flags dipping to give thanks I 1 do hear the ringing of bells the shouts of play tho the laughter of kinsmen greeting kinsmen a and nd the voice of it a nations prayer dut but the sun Is no god A day Is merely a stretch of hours there to Is a maker of the sun who trains it to bo be but the servant ot of his there Is an all seeing eye which views us at our grateful of offices flees lot let us ua try to think of it that way then the day has a meaning thinking of it rl ajl in that way what a sublime day it Is A whole youthful nation with uplift hands and merry hearts this nation has been at times in tears today it bursts into laughter and the sounds of thankfulness tho the fragrance of at a feast fills tho the air it la Is a very festival of charity when none Is proud or selfish when the poor are not forgotten have you over ever watched tho the clouds awaking by mists rising by the advancing sun what a spectacle it would be it if from a star one could witness this uprising of sun touched vapor from valley to plain across a continent so does tho the nai nations ions praise araso with incense of thanksgiving remember that by this 4 figure alewe we are seeking to make our answering adoration visible to our minds and there Is no beauty in a sunset except it if there bo be clouds clouda to take on the gliding gilding so may the evening bo be of this glad day tor for the lord god la Is our sun and shield when the day la Is done may heavens blessings yet to be sent us be more than the evo eve ning stars for multitude stars on stars the Ahe light from many a star la Is so eo distant that it has never yet reached us dut but it la Is on the way |