The Lancaster news. (Lancaster, S.C.) 1905-current, October 19, 1915, SECTION FOUR, Page 29, Image 29
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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. ( <
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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
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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
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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
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Anyone almost can be
It's easier to tear dow
So why not try your be
With pessimists the w<
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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
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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
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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
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NCY GRi
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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
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these ends. There are a number of
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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.
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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
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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
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