It
JUNE 14, 1912
The Commoner.
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Futures
In the twilight's golden glow,
Singing softly, singing low,
Swinging gently to and fro,
With her babe upon her knee,
Mother looks beyond today,
Far beyond the childish play,
Wond'ring in a mother's way,
What the future is to be.
Days of joy or days of stress;
Days of woe or days to bless;
Tired feet, or feet that press
On and upward to the goal.
As she sits and softly sings,
Borne aloft on angels' wings
Are the mother's offerings
For her babe's unfolding soul.
Little babe, who sweetly sleeps
As the twilight slowly creeps
Over all the silenced deeps,
What a future yours would be
If that mother's prayers. for you
Were but answered; if she knew
All her dreams would yet come true
Of the babe upon her knee!
The Fleeting Years
The other day, noting the prepara
tions for the observance of Memorial
Day, the Architect's mind reverted
to days long gone. And as he was
recalling old times and old scenes
the mail carrier delivered the regu
lar weekly copy of the paper from
the old home town in Missouri the
paper on which the Architect learned
the printer's trade, beginning more
than thirty years ago, and of which
his "kid brother" is now foreman.
And the "kid brother" is" working for
the same men that the Architect
worked for in those long gone years.
Unfolding the old home paper the
Architect noted the program for the
observance of Memorial Day in the
little city. Reading it through he
laid the paper aside, closed his eyes
and took a mental journay just
thirty-two years long. Thirty-two
years ago to a day the Architect,
then the "devil" in the office of the
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THE AMERICAN HOMESTEAD,
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Oregon, Mo., Sentinel, set up the pro
gram for the first Memorial Day ser
vice ever held in that city. "Deacon"
Dobyns, the Sentinel's editor, and a
veteran of the war between the
states, called the meeting, took
charge of the arrangements and
made that first Memorial Day service
a success." Every year since then the
anniversary has been duly observed.
But what a ruction was raised
when "Deacon" Dobyns suggested
that ex-veterans of the Union army
strew flowers above the graves of the
Confederate soldiers sleeping in the
little cemetery. The war was then
only fifteen years away, and preju
dices and hatreds were still in evi
dence. Some remained away because
it was finally decided to decorate the
graves of the Confederate dead, but
many a wearer of the blue was glad
to drop a flower upon the grave of
some man who had fought under the
stars and bars.
There are none of the living who
remain away now because the graves
are decorated regardless of the uni
form worn in the years long gone.
Union and Confederate alike are gar
landed. The old hatreds are for
gotten, and the survivors of both
contending armies march side by
side to pay the tribute of their tears
and affection to the comrades-inarms
who have answered the reveille
of the Almighty.
There were only a scant dozen of
graves to be decorated thirty-two
years ago. Last week's Sentinel
contained the names of almost a
hundred who now lie buriod in Ore
gon's cemetery names that aro fa
miliar to the 'Architect, and many of
them borne by men he knew when
he was a boy. Dr. Goslin, cheery,
kindly, bravo Dr. Goslin; he said the
Architect's boyish case of diphtheria
was the worst he ever saw but one,
that of a colored boy in St. Joseph
and th.e colored boy died. "Dolph"
Ware, whose smile was always in
evidence, and who was a favorite
with the boys and girls of the little
city? Uncle Jim Curry, whose laugh
was a benediction, Sam Morrison,
who led the old band, and whose
influence upon the musical life of the
town has constantly grown. Moses
Bennett, the man who remodeled the
old court house and left it as a
monument to a man who performed
a big public work with never a sus
picion of graft or misdealing. "Jim"
Howell, whose jolly laugh and big
body advertised his hotel far and
wide. Amos Castle, who healed the
soles of two generations of school
children. Albert Roecker, who
fought for the old flag before he
could speak the language of the na
tion its represents. Scores of them
men who lived kindly lives, loved
their fellows and performed their
duties faithfully and well.
But one who helped in that core
money thirty-two years ago sleeps
elsewhere. Under Oklahoma skies
his body rests, and we know that lov
ing hands covered that grave with
flowers loving hands of those he
helped while among us by the
cheery word, the kindly admonition
and the example of a Godly life.
Stalwart, gentle, kindly friend of all
humanity, ho is dead, yet he liveth.
Almost fifty years have sped away
since "Let us have peace" became
the watchword of a re-united coun
try. The old hates are buried for-
'ever. The liowers or spring are scat
tered by impartially loving hands
aljove the graves of those who wore
the Bluo and the Gray. Each year
sees the city of the dead more dense
ly populated, tho lines of the vote
rans growing thinner, their steps
more faltering but as they make each
annual pilgrimage to pay tribute to
their comrades, wo who onjoy tho
blessings of froodom and a country
as firmly knit as tho warp and wool
of the ages doff our hoarts and cheer
as the wavering lino moves on.
A Few Confessions
We have little use for the "cock
sure man," tho man who knows
everything; who never makes a mis
take; who can tell you anything
about everything. Wo meet him
every day. If politics is mentioned,
ho knows moro about it than tho
man who invented it. No man can
tell him anything about any candi
date or any policy. The man who
differs from, him is always a fool or
a knavo.
Wo havo little or no use for tho
man who always agrees with us. No
matter what ho agreed to yester
day, ho will agree to something
wholly different today If It happens
to coincide with your opinion. Ho
never has a conviction of his own.
Ho is always trailing along.
We like to meet men who have
positive convictions, but who are
open to argument. They do not
jump at conclusions, but make sure
of their ground. They grant to
you tho right to think for yourself,
and listen with open minds to what
you havo to present. Such men aro
not numerous, but they are tho salt
of tho earth. Would there were
moro liko them.
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Modern Definitions
Reciprocity Getting what
want, and getting it first.
Friendship Good trading stock
in political swaps.
Revision A political "coon trap"
to catch 'em comin' an' gwine.
Regularity Forgotfulness of past
promises.
Constitutionality Tho last resort
in looking for an excuse to balk pro
gressive thought.
Anarchy Anything that does not
meet with your approval.
Progressive Any, man who thinks
as you think.
Consecutive A really new excuse
for stabbing a friend in the back.
Williobugs
Because Roosevelt attacks the ad
ministration her created is that why
Philander Knox?
In view of all tho crookedness ex
posed in the Keystone state's poli
tics shouldn't there be more people
in the Wheeling, Penn?
If Archbold is recalled do you
suppose ho'll be able to culm back?
Brain Leaks
The worst thing about worrying
is its nselessness.
We don't envy our neighbor his
automobile, but if wo had ono and
ho had none we'd remember him
once in a while.
It isn't the lack of what you want
that makes you unhappy; it's the
lack of what you need.
When political maker and political
makeo fall out, the public gets hold
of some real facts.
When we hear a man boasting
that he never takes a vacation we
immediately takte precautions that
he doesn't take something else.
We hear a whole lot about men
attending to their own business, but
what is a man's own business?
Today is when we build a whole
lot of tomorrows out of yesterdays.
Tho fishing is always best on the
other side of the creek.
GOD
that at
morn
Tho robin that at sunny
Is calling down tho dew,
Tho violet with its purple head
Just looking up at you.
Tho grass in every blndo that grows,
Tho worm within tho clod;
The shady trco 'beside tho road-
Theso arc my proof of God!
A morning liko wo havo when May
Is May as May should bo,
A brook that down a mountain sings,
The shore beside a sea.
The opening of a maple bud,
Tho rod oak's fuzzy pod;
Away with other evidence
There is a living God!
Tho fern whoso lacoy frond behold
No workmanship can match.
The starry daisies that unfold
In many a meadow patch.
The oriole and tho tanager,
Tho sunflsh and tho cod;
Enough! Tho jury's verdict Is
This world belongs to God!
Norfolk (Va.) Pilot.
WANTED A CHANGE
Mrs, Post "Havo you any cooks
who can make mayonnaise, lobster
Ncwburg, and croquettes?"
Proprietor of Intelligence Ofllco
(proudly) "Lots of 'em."
Mrs. Post (sadly) "Bring me ono
of the other kind. I've got dyspep
sia." Harper's Bazar.
WANTED TO KNOW
He "My father weighed only
four pounds at his birth."
She "Good gracious! Did ho
live?" Boston Transcript.
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