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Show UNDERNOURISHED Reading an account in a Montana paper the other day of how the flock of a lonely sheep herder had been j noticed running about bleating in fear, how upon investigation the body of the shepherd had been found in a ravine with a pistol clutched in its lifeless grasp. He had become demented de-mented from loneliness was the theory expounded on his death and had taken his own life. It was force-ably force-ably brought to us how futile it is for man to attempt to live alone, how men's minds cannot stand up under isolation. There is no hunger so compelling as that for human companionship and sympathy. It is from our neighbors and friends that we get out inspiration. inspira-tion. Remove the bond of sympathy between us and our friends and how miserable we are. How every word of our conversation are but lines thrown out for sympathy. How delightful de-lightful it is to commune with those who understand our problems and who are willing to give us a sympathetic sym-pathetic word. How desolate our lives would be without friendship. In thinking of man's needs we consider con-sider food, clothing, air and sunshine, but there is still a more pressing need and that is friendship. Without it we are undernourished, no matter how well we are provided with what we term the material needs. The soul must be fed. It feeds on human sympathy. The rheep herder was undernourished. undernourish-ed. He no doubt had a goodly supply of food on hand, his clothing was ample for his needs. He had plenty of sunshine, air and water, but he was hungering for human contact. He really died of malnutrition. The coroner coron-er said he died by bis own hand through a shot from his pistol. Stan-wood Stan-wood (Wash.) News. |