Show J LI L- L I I Something to Think About l I L B By i F. F A. A WALKER a d cJ ROSES OR OB THISTLES DO YOU TOU pause sometimes while Journeying through ute tile fields and along the b byways Ys of ot life Ute to consider whether he her you are arc gathering roses or thistles The basket which you are unconsciously carrying Is being filled fined with one or the other which you will find when you ou arrive c In the gloom of ot the gathering night and realize that your jour wanderings are done If It when you stop to rest you rou have velvety roses to look upon you ou will In your delight quite forget the purpling sky Eky and ond all nIl that It foretells I You iou will be happy In the thought that you have not misspent your day glad that you chose dross the beautiful Instead In In- stead stend of ot the tho repulsive grateful that you did not misdirect your energies There Is probably scant attention bestowed b by you and me to the basket upon pon our arm Into which we are arc placIng placing ing fug every hour of life me something Which will rise up to praise or condemn condemn condemn con con- us Our heads are silvered and i our feet are ore tired and ond unsteady I But Dut on this occasion we wc cannot retrace retrace retrace re re- trace our steps Shadows arc are all about us and the thel l hidden half hidden paths we once knew so sowell sowell well are unfamiliar We are alone with the things we have o garnered We would like t 16 tb recall sharp words scowls and frowns we have hurled at atour atour atour our friends our patient fathers and mothers mothers and and sadly recall hot tempers o and d terrible ton tongues es t As S the scales fall from our e eyes es there Is something o of tie nature nature of ot dismay that takes takes' hold of us and fills our soul with tears bh Oh that w we might be pern permitted t to live e over again those wild Impetuous days of youth I We would curb our spirit hide our r dislikes and give Instead or of pain heaping heaping heap heap- ing measures of ot pleasure Wo We would male sure that we would gather nothing but roses roses nothing nothing but the sweet the fine finc and the lovely From those who have gone before It Is for the Inexperienced starting afield ofield to learn wisdom to pick the choicest flowers and to leave the thorn the briar and the thc deadly nightshade night nIght- shade untouched Copyright 0 0 WOW 1 Hes He's expiring at the tho foot of 01 h that rule D Dying y 1 n g by inches eh |