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Show SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT By F. A. WALKER INDOMITABLE INDUSTRY fTM-IE smiling bow-hoy who thrills the hearts of young lads and lasses and warms the souls of sentimental mankind, man-kind, from the budding sapling to the withered tree of old age, never misses an hour in pulling his bowstring and shooting his fatal arrows. His work is so delightful, so exceedingly exceed-ingly full of exquisite variation and change that the mere suggestion to him of a vacation would instantly sadden his cheerful countenance. He finds his greatest happiness In indomitable industry. He is constantly drawing his bow and twanging his string. As fast as lie flings his arrows the game dissolves into an eternity of bliss. Then other game comes over the hill and that, too, is hurried off to meet its joyous fate. Since the day when Eve gave Adam the apple, and bade him eat, the bnw-boy bnw-boy has kept steadily at his work. Neither the tide nor the wind is more regular in its performance. He made his advent before the unions were dreamed of, yet he is directly di-rectly responsible for more unions than any other agent on earth. He works because of his love of work. He sticks to it for the all-sufficient reason that in employment he finds Ids own greatest delight. . The truth is that if lie were to discontinue dis-continue his occupation the world would soon lose its prized romance, its dreams of conquest, its visions of home, Ms tenderness, Its stirring emotions emo-tions and the immortality of love. Keniove the bow-boy from the stage of life and in a 111 tie while the whole human family would lie at war and In tatters; a few years more and humans would become extinct. Just as industry keeps the bow-boy always happy, so does it give happi ness to others. Why Is it then that, while the world is calling for workers there are so many apostles of laxity, afraid to soil their hands or tire their brains? 1 v work we rise to eminence. By idleness we sink to despair. If we should look through the mazes In quest for truth we would find that well-directed effort, whether of hand or brain, is most honorable, made so by a higher power to bring about our earthly joys to develop our latent abilities, abili-ties, our self-respect, and to fit us for the more beautiful life to come, which even I lie idler, if pushed hard in argument, argu-ment, will shamefacedly admit. (c) by McClure Newspaper Syndicate.) O |
