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m * ! J., irsi I We 5 #. rM ? ! 51 I re H r> ii lis; !ii ill ill I I Cre< I | T eleph 1 -255 JiL ?-. THE PHILOSOP The State. | There is small likeliliod of one be- i coming dissatisfied with life and its general conditions as long as we are able to work and willing to work. 1 Once we reach the shiftless age, as it were and begin to despise those conditions of our lives which make it I ucucBanrjr iui us iu earn a nvuuuuu, ; the chances are that nothing will please us. We shall very likely be j able to find a grouch In everything and to place one where none existed before . In other words, occupation is the A BCo( contentment, because ! without the necessary Incentive to' make us keep pace with progress, and ' to improve our circumstances, we fin i . fault with life and grow dissatisfied, i Even when our individual fortunes are ample and there is no occasion to j provide the means for our living, we are never wholly satisfied without an interest of some kind which forces ' us to make certain efforts and keeps us busy and our thoughts occupied. Idleness is the first step toward discontent, and the man who is not ashamed to do anything which is necessary to be done for his personal! welfare and the natural development I or tne world need not be afraid of | growing: dissatisfied. It is true, of course, that he may not always work i In such surroundings as he would * choose, and it true also that his work becomes monotonous at times, 1 but in the long run, when life begins to grow mellow and its first crudeness 1 passes, he will find that work even i under not the best of conditions Is far better than continued idleness. < This is the day of the worer. He : is honored wherever he goes, perhaps i not in proportion to his merit, but he occupies an enviable position in the eyes of the world, in sharp contrast to that occupied by the shirker, the man who runs away from opportunities t>or>?nse they do not suit his tastes ( and is more in keeping with his dig- t n'*y to be ornamental than useful.The i V. latter class, however, has but few re- 1 *** crults In the present day of high nur- j pose and conscientious endeavor. The I grndual change In the general rondt- 1 tlons of living admit of few unnecea- i sary units In the great plan of life. ( < extend y :rgu "HAPP HEAVY im of V j QUICK SI . +,+, 4?-.^ one i HY OF WORK J ":-+-:-+-;-?k:-+-:-+-:-+:-+-:-+-;-?K:-+-:-+-:-4-,; t Everything must count down to the lj smallest detail if we would mako a t success, and the man who is unneces- b sary in his particular world gets in T the way'and clogs the endeavors of p others. He is apart from everything: f else, in a way, and lives only in the p present, and is speedily forgotten, w The worker lives in the present, it is e true, but he plans for the future, as tl well. Indeed, the future belongs to li him; he becomes a part of it by a (> gradual process of assimiliation; his ( present efforts bear fruit a little later 11 on, and he forthwith becomes an act- n ive factor in the future. He does not '* work only for today, content that its 1' close will find him with his heart'3 ? desire fulfilled; he thinks of tomorrow as well, and redoubles his efforts in his attempt to enlarge and ennoble j the fine purpose which controls him. ? He does not have time to wonder i whether ho is satisfied or not with 4 those favors that life has brought i him; ho knows that he is gettlne out I _ -- ^ of life the satisfaction at least of ^ standing shoulder to shoulder with 5 some of the wisest and strongest and i bravest of men. and he knows that so J long as he shall be able to keep up i the pace he has struck he will be too busy to even thluk-of being discouraged and unhappy. True, he may not do all that he set out to do, but in the variety of his interests and the multiplicity of his labors ho finds solace for his disappointments, and from their happy Influence he draws fresh i Inspiration and much solid comfort. There is something in the very nature of work which keeps a man young and bouyant. So long as he is able to keep his place in the ranks, whatever his trade of profession, whatever his life work or dear ambition, he feels that he is accomplishing something and that he is still useful to society at learge. Once he puts down his work and sitting back in (he pleasant shade, reviews the marching ranks of workers as they oass steadily by, he realizes suddenly and ouite unexpectedly that he is no innaror necesnary an a factor In the X icvcr-on^lni? problem which llf? t ont'ijally proRcnta. anH tho Thought 'arrle? Ita atlng of blUerneaa. ^ THE LANCASTER NKW ou a mo attend T SON 'Y HOI f\f A fie county, and it seems as if it is as ttle as the farmer can do to make xhibits of the products of his farm. >f course the business man knows e will be repaid indirectly for "no lan liveth to himself" and if one is eneflted the xood will be transmit*d to others. Our farmers do not r BE A BO Anyone almost can be It's easier to tear dow So why not try your be With pessimists the w< " *r i A. VSU t^au t CAJ^tXl tllcit \ In melancholy judgmei No. Better far to hel] Better far to boost a li It never pays to join tl Or spread unkind repot Many there are to han Who do their level best What if it has its littli It has it's good points, So why not to the whe Why not get out and b A l~. x-? vm'ji i nn uuk limy un The fro<? must croak, f The mules were placed < (\s any prood zoology i The prood I?rd has pre Fo if a wider prroove y Adopt th's as a motto: And then get out and t ?? ULAL AND FA OUR 8P1 ^heat ? RVICE?l k? A WRONG IMPRESSION. Some people have the wrong idea bout a County Fair and seem to hink that the premiums should be arge enough to pay them for the ime and trouble of making an exabit. This is all together wrong, "he Fair is promoted by the business oople of Abbeville who not only urnish the grounds but furnish the remium rnone" and pay their own ray into the Fair solely for the bentit of the agricultural intereata nt S, ()("I'OHKIi 10, 1915. st cordial HE FAIR &EI HE MAI FDQ I1VT ijuixij nv NCY GRi EC1AI/TY ind Mag >ROMPT DEL need any encouragement to raise cotton, but they do need It to raise their own stock, cattle and hORS, and the fair is the best means to promote i these ends. There are a number of i successful farmers in the county that . .uuuojr u.v ruiHiuK someming else besides cotton and we hope to see them show their patriotism by making an exhibit for the good of the other farmers of the county. We J would like to see a couple of hundred ' j home raised horses and mules, a: number of pens of fine purebred pi^s 1 and hogs, beef cattle, etc. 1 It is only a matter of time before we will have a boll-weevil to contend with and it behooves the alert farmer to begin now to raise horses, mules, beef and milk cattle and hogs. Abbeville Medium. OSTER. j : a Knocker; n than to build, \; , sst to be a booster ? ; I -t irld's already filled. ; things will always suit you; ;; ' it then you sit? ;; p along a little; , ttle bit. i? | - w . > ^ le anvil chorus, ;; ts about your town; iper and retard it, ; i | ; to run it down. 11 i I 1 e failings? ?> > also?hasn't it? el adjust your shoulder; oost a little bit ? < , i\ 1 ty the moon in anguish; ; ; or nature willed it so, in earth to do the kicking * *M1I show) j >vided for the knocking, | on long to fit, # ' "BE A BOOSTER" + >oost a little bit. T invitatioi llio: KERS" 0CER1ES. nolia Fit JVERIES: + 4.; 4^4* 4* ; 4- 4?4- * + Main Lancas r ?*the6L + :*++ :-? A piano dealer of this city hauled a load of old, worn out square pianos to a vacant lot last week and made a bonfire of them. He had pot tired of having them around, uselessly filling space and so he burned them. And as the flames crackled and leaped no one in the crowd that gathered gave a thought to the tender memories that clustered around those old square-legged pianos. It was just a bonfire, nothing more. But surely many a wraith of bygone days might have been seen taking a ghostly shape in the curling smoke if someone there had been blessed with sentiment enough to look for them. The unfeeling crowd said it was the heat that made the rusty old strings sing in the way they did when tho flames reached them. But it was not so. It was the spirit that dwelt in the old piano?the spirof other days?the last fond touch >f unseen hands upon the Ivory keys, yellow with age, and worn as thin as . Uj me |j??sure en uainty lingers that have turned to ashes years md years ago. No one knew the story of any pimo In the blazing pile. In what homes they stood, who owned them, how old they were, no one knew. But they were very, very old. They were pioneers of music and culture. They ?ame out into this western country with the first white folk, before the railroads, when this region was wild ire sparshly settled, when the ownership of a piano meant wealth and position and a refinement rare upon he frontier. The getting of a piano in those lays was an eventful undertaking.lt would probably be bought in New burgh, or Cincinnati, and from there by boat to St. Lou's and up the Missouri on one of the old stem wheeled oackets that "grasshoppered" over the sandbars and made slow progress against the muddy current in the ileener reaches. There was sure to he at least one voting woman in each of the homes where those p'anoR went. That much of the story we know. The rest of it must be left to the imagination. 'c-Vn that old one there, at. the bottom of the pile, the varnish of its 29 *:+ + +: + + + + + +:|"^| li 1 to ib \h \b nm I 11 8 | 3urs | $ ?t i* 1 ~ t* Street f* ter, S. C. I + + + >4- + + + + + iznl D PIANO ? mahogany case black with age. Can not you see the girl waiting there at the gate of the farmhouse, her sunbonnet pushed hack from her face, her hand shielding her eyes from the setting sun as she watches: and how t.> claps her hands as the ox team turns the bend in the river road and lie gets the first glimpse of the big pine packing box in the wagon. You can see the new piano later in a corner of the big front parlor, the irl with the fairy face and figure at iho keys, and bending over her a young man of the countryside who listens with a look upon his face that only lovers wear. Wild roving Indian maid, sweet Alfretta, Where flow the waters of the blue Junlatta. It has been many a long year since you heard that song, hasn't it? Mav ho, if you are one of the younger generation, you have never heard it. But it was a prime favorite with lovelorn maidens in the days when this old piano was young. The old piano was a member of the family, and its spirit was in tune with every emotion that ruled the household, whether of joy or sorrow. And it knew much of both. It vibrated tenderly with love; it pealed grandly the wedding march; it crooned many a lullaby in the long evenings when the smell of wild honeysuckle floated in through the opened windows; it sobbed mournfully the old funeral hymn. "Asleep in Jesus, Blessed Sleep." It was proud to do that last melancholy service for its dead mistress, although its spirit was almost breaking as It sang. I And so the years wnt, and the old friends went, and attn fh?m the sweet old tunes, and tho sweet old ways. The square piano became "old fashioned" and Its spirit out of tune with modem ways. It still retained Its pride, but poverty esme to j it. It sank lower and lower In tho i social scale until It became an Ofltj east, a shabby relic of better daw. with rheumatic Joints and keys that rattled, and the spirit of Joy was dead within It. It was tlm? to mtu?rl? Its ashes with the dust of the earth ' ? Kansas City Star.