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About The monitor. (Omaha, Neb.) 1915-1928 | View Entire Issue (Jan. 15, 1916)
Our Women and Children Conducted by Lucille Skaggs Edwards. WHAT IS SUCCESS?” Some of us may not be able to in crease our income of dollars, but all of us can increase our output of good thoughts. And the man who creates and distributes thoughts that con struct, that foster greater faith, that inspire more confidence, that make for neighborliness and good-will, is a success. And the man who is that sort of success will never lack anything need ful to his happiness and well-being. He simply “cannot escape from his good,” the good he is daily creating and dispensing. As he sows he reaps. The work he loves to do, the serv ice he performs whole-heartedly, brings to him a just and all-suffici ent recompense. He may never be able to write his check for a million —he doesn’t want to. A wealthy man, man who can probably write a half dozen such checks, and who has won his way by the hardest sort of climb ng, and by shutting heart and eyes to the little joys along the road, said to us the other day: “Say what you ke, the people who have enough to do with and not too much, who must ->lan a little, and wait and save for something much desired, are the hap <y people. They appreciate what they have—it means something to them. The man who has work that suits him d that he suits, who loves to do what he is doing, is a king. Why—” he smiled reminiscently, “the very happiest and proudest moment of my life was when a club I used to belong o staged a little play that I wrote. How I dreamed of the plays I would 1 write in the future; how the plots j wove themselves in and out of my brain every w'aking moment. But they never got any further. And now—” he lifted his shoulders with a depre cating shrug that said more than words. “But you wouldn’t go back?” we asked; “you wouldn’t give up your wealth, your standing as a man of affairs, and all the fruits of all your years for a dream?" His face grew serious. “I I could go back,” he made answer, “if I could go back I’d choose a different path. I have played the game of mammon, and it isn’t worth the candle. It wouldn’t matter so much if this life were all, but I’ve come to believe it isn’t. I have come to believe that a man’s work is bom with him; that we are builders here for something beyond, and that the poorest foundation possible to imag ine is the making of money for money’s sake, and power. The world calls me a successful man; I’m not, and I know it.” And here is Thor eau’s own definition of success; let us take it with us through the year: If the day and the night are such that you greet them with joy, and life emits a fragrance like flowers and sweet-scented herbs, is more starry, more immortal—that is your success. All nature is your congratulation, and you have cause momentarily to bless yourself. THE MOTHER SONG. The brilliant audience gave an ova tion to the great singer. She was un questionably the best soprano in the world. The critic turned to his friend, ‘he self-made millionaire, and said: “Did you ever hear any song more exquisitely rendered?” “Yes,” said the rich man musingly, or he was touched by the magic of vhat he had heard. “Yes, I have heard three great singers.” “I want to know,” exclaimed the critic. “The first was years ago. The sing er was plain of face and gray of hair ind tired of body. There was much vork to do, and many mouths to ,'eed. I was the youngest child, sick ind cross. And the dear singer crooned to me a lullaby, and I slept. It was a wonderful song. The next •vas years afterwards. We had a little cottage. It was summer, and the win dows and doors were open. My wife vas in the kitchen preparing supper. 3he was singing something about the rue love coming home to her. It w'as or me. And that, too, was a wonder ul song. Some more years elapse. There is a little toddler in the garden, md she sings hesitatingly something bout daddy and his baby. These are hree singers, my friend, that beat all /our sopranos.” MY BOY. ‘Don’t send a boy where a girl can’t go, And say, ‘There’s no danger for boys, you know, Because they all have their wild oats to sow ;’ There is no more excuse for a boy to be low ’han a girl. Then please don’t tell him so. Don’t send a boy where a girl can’t go, ’or a boy or girl, sin is sin, you know, nd a good boy’s hands are as clean and white, Ynd his heart as pure as a girl’s to night.” —Anon. THE REMAINS. A Negro child died without medical ittendance and the coroner went to nvestigate. “Did Samuel Williams live here?” e asked the weeping woman who an swered the door. “Yussah,” she replied between sobs. “May I see the remains?” asked he coroner. “I is de remains,” she answered proudly. TIED. Major George W’. Teidman, of Sa vannah, Georgia, tells the following about the old-time Georgia editor who was usually mayor, justice of the peace, and real-estate agent, as well. Upon one occasion one of these ed itors was busy writing an editorial on the tariff when a Georgia couple came in to be married. Without look ing up, without once slacking his pen, the editor said: “Time’s money; want her?” “Yes,” said the youth. “Want him?” the editor nodded to l ward the girl. “Yes,” she replied. “Man and wife,” pronounced the editor, his pen still writing rapidly. “One dollar. Bring a load of wood for it. One-third pine; balance oak.” —Everybody’s. “You say that Jenkins owes every thing he has to you?” “Worse! He owes much more than he has to me.” A New England woman tell of dis covering her new cook in the drawing room, gazing at an aquarium with i much interest. t “Well, Mary,” said the mistress of j the house, in a kindly tone, “What do you think of them?” “Sure, they’re lovely,” said the girl, “Will ye belave me, mum, but thi» is the first toime in me loife I iver see red herrings alive before!” We are always inclined to be lenient with the faults of people who are bigger than we are. | ASK YOUR GROCER FOR {Tip Top Bread | Best Bread Made More Sickness and Accident Insurance for Less Money Old line protection. No assess ments. No medical examination. Everything guaranteed. GET ACQUAINTED WITH ■ LUKE A. HUGHES. Continental Casualty Co. 334 Brandeis Theater Bldg. Douglas 3726. CHAS. EDERER FLORIST Plants, Cut Flowers, Designs, Decorations Greenhouses, 30th and Bristol Sts. 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