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Show Only Weak Can Find "Refuge" in Saicide Accounts of suicide In the news are almost always depressing. They lessen les-sen one's confidence in the strength of the human spirit. They may arouse pity, It Is true, but except in unusual circumstances this Is pity -based upon a recognition of weakness. For suicide, speaking generally, Is an abject confession of defeat, of complete com-plete failure of courage. And It signifies sig-nifies so narrow, a vision, so limited an Interest, for any man to say that in all the wide world nothing Is left for him. Consider the words Jasper Petulen-gro, Petulen-gro, the Norfolk gypsy, spoke to George Borrow ; "Life Is sweet, brother." "Do you think so?" "Think so! There's night nnd day, brother, both sweet things; sun, moon and stars, brother, all sweet things; tiiere's likewise the wind on the heath. Life Is very sweet, brother; who would wish to die?" "I would wish to die " "You talk like a giorglo which Is the same as talking like a fool were you a gypsy chal you would talk wiser. Wish to die. Indeed! A Romany chal would wish to live forever!" "In sickness. Jasper?" "There's the sun and s'ars. brother." "In blindness, Jasper?" "There's the wlud on the heath, brother; if I could only feel that, I would gladly live forever." San Francisco Fran-cisco Chronicle. |