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LIFE'S CHAPTERS
Offer Opportunity for Each of
1)8 to Write Therein a
Record Better Than
the Preceding.
THE coming yenr lies spreai'
like tin' white pluln that
sweeps from the roadside to
the Ulstunt forest where the
gray squirrels are milking tracks In the
light snow. On this white Bheet a lit
tle record may !e written ; not a full
life story, but merely a brief chapter
or two. like the i hnplers of sgulrrel
Ufa that muy be read by one who to
day ventures Into the white forest.
It Is a great mystery thut lies aheud.
a treasure house of endless possibili
ties. The span of a iiimu'x life Is
short; shorter In absolute measure
ment than the span of i year, for
each year, when Octobe.- fades Into
November, has wrought completeness.
No human life can bring compleieness.
It cannot bring' completeness of knowl
edge or completeness of happiness or
completeness of good works. The best
man can do. lu his poor, limited way,
la to gleau as much wisdom and win
as much happiness and do as much
good as the number of his (lays per
mits. When the human October fades
It may thus be rich and peaceful and
without the scars of stormy days or
the blight of wasted days aud without
Undue regret that what should have
been seen and known and done has not
been seen and known aud done.
A YEAR'S completeness Is but a
twelvemonth. Our human Incom
pleteness covers many twelvemonths.
How fortunate that each dawning year
means a new opportunity to live and
learn. Again aud again we may take
ui IU thrtad and advance V-""l
goal of apprehension. We may study
Ood'i works and yenr by year come
nearer to an appreciation of them. Wc
can never fully appreciate them, for
our winds are Butte, and tlioy are In-
) The new resolu' (
tion will be simply ()
j the same aid re j
solve broken with
j such frequency.
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finite. But each succeeding year Is a
new opportunity. It offers the perfec
tion of completeness, and by even a
partial comprehension of Its fu!liies
we may move toward fulfillment of the
measure of our lives.
"I urn not afraid," said Thoreau.
"that I shall exaggerate the value aud
significance of life, but that I shall not
be up to the occasion which It Is. I
ahull be sorry to remember thut I was
there, but noticed nothing remarkable
not so much as n prince lu disguise;
lived In the golden age a hired man ;
visited Olympus even, and fell asleep
after dinner, and did not hear the con
versation of the gods."
ONE who loves only artificiality,
who does uot note the excellence
of the world he has been set to rule,
proves himself unworthy of his herit
age, and Is punished by bitter unrest.
His life lacks the boon of contentment
which Includes all boons. There are,
or course, the few whose mental scope
Is too narrow for self-tneasureinetit.
They do not even know that they are
discontented and may enjoy life as the
ox enjoys life. The)1 are fortunate.
The unfortunate man Is the one who
has, even dimly, an understanding that
the world Is good ami beautiful and
that he Is falling to reap the richness
that Is rightly his. I
The coming year Is Indeed a great
mystery, full of possibilities. Who- i
ever has not watched and studied tlm :
BOW many of us era watt
ing for the opportunities
ofthecomlngyearlWith ,
how many of us ts It the i
unuttered hope that tomorrow, j
next weeK.next month, thenext
yearmay be as tcday In Its priv
ileges andopportunltles.onlyfar
more abundant.
We are told that the first day
of the New Year ts anappropriate
time to form good resolutions.
But the New Year ts tomorrow,
and there ts a better time for
such a tasK, and that time is to
day. Tor "now ta the accepted
time." Bjo H. C. Poller. I
pussing years may begin today; It is
never too late. Whoever has long
watched and loved the years will
know that to his knowledge, however
ripe, ' ttch will be added, lie will ad
vanci step nearer to the goal of con
tentment, and In so advancing will In
crease his human D'cfuln!'"", hi" h'-'p-fulness.
THE year dawns nn on earth red
with blood, an earth t.iru with
strife. It will be for most of the peo
ple of the eurlli a year of sorrow and
of sacrifice. Hut for all this II will
not be a bad year. Not half of civil
ised niaiiklnd but all mankind Hint has
not fuigotteu the meaning of civiliza
tion has been unselfishly, heroically
engaged In the needful work of rid
ding Hie world of a noxious parasitic
growth, the poisonous fungus of mili
tarism. For those who gave tliein
Belves to this essential work it will he
a good year. For all who are suffer
ing that the years to come may be
happier and healthier the year will be
u good year.
February will bring Its crystal
A gii I Ihsh'i mi itch use lor a
man w lio is loo cowardly lo pro
pose. Children dry
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brightness. April will spread hei
t'enst of (lowers. June will display her
green perfection of beauty. August
will offer the ripening grains; October
the luden orchards. The year will
take no beed of the crime that has
been done by man or of the veugeuuee
that marched Inexorably.
POETS tiled In the trenches of Oal
Upoll and France, watching Hod's
sunrise or the wispy clouds In the
blue. Hrltlsh gentlemen caked with
the mud of Flanders wrote detailed re
ports of their observations of mlgm
tory birds and of the effect of drum
fire on bird life. French students and
scholars, bearded and dirty, made
careful notes of the llora of the
Meuse and the Soinme,
These men visited Olympus and did
not fall asleep while the gods con
versed. Neither did they permit the
roar of man's fury to drown out th"
divine voices.
So It must be a good year that Is
ahead. There cun be no bad years.
The years are measured by Ood and
not by the evil that nieu do.
Joy That All Can Have.
The Joy of living Is best found In
the real success of life. Take away
success and there's no Joy In life to
one nlive to opportunities and respon
sibilities. No live man is satisfied with
mere existence, for he wants to con
tribute something; to the world's prog
ress, the world's good. Aud It Is In such
contribution that real Joy Is found, the
satisfaction that comes from full reali
zation that one has done what he
could in the year given him. So this Is
the Joy this Journal wishes every read
er may have the coming year; and will
have If they fully appreciate that the
new year Is theirs, to make It truly a
happy new year.
Day Means Much to All.
New Years suggest 1m limit' personal
views of self. The annual crop of good
resolutions shows how near most
peiyile are to becoming radically bet
ter. Th day also bring a sense of the
InoUunllMe l.MMliV.S of life. It 13
the door into a wonderful future, new
Inventions, new discoveries, new
achievements, of social Justice ami priv
ilege and Joy for the masses of men.
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) If you leave it to
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) New Year's day $.
f$ is what comes be-
fore he has to go
A) back to school.
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Many n irl catches ;i luisruii d
tij 'tailing hif r hook with indiff i
ence. Peiiy larceny is grand larceny
when applied lo a siolen kiss.
An opiimift is a man who de
clines to judge ihe future by ihe
past.
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A lWbamKcrr
O.M.MY Tlti )T," christened
Thomas Trotwood Hiruey,
sprawled on the table at
his father's elbow. He was
engaged In printing some
thing which he carried
about with him, "It's an
uwful hard Job, uln't it,
daddy? Hut 1 guess gentle-
mans has to do It anyway, don't we?"
"What's that, Sir Thomas?" asked
Ills father, glancing up from his book.
"Why, the New Year resolution
thing," answered Tommy as he labo
riously put on some finishing touches.
"Pretty big word, that. Whs', aboul
It?"
"Yep, but then I don't say It much.
It's sort of like a bet. You bi.-t you do
or you bet you don't. An' I'm going to
bet I do." And Tommy closed his book
on a little fat linger and climbed on
his father's knee.
"And what is It you're betting you'll
do, liiisterklns?" smiled his fnther.
rumpling up the boy's brown curls.
The child was unusually serious; he
looked Intently at his fnther. "I'm
going to see about getting a lady for
our home, daddy. I'm so tired being
wlvout one. I I want a muvver, dad
tly a muvver is so handy." And try
as he might to mnke his declaration
very matter of fact, Tommy-Trot's
chin quivered and he hid his face on
his father's shoulder.
Mr. Hiruey laid aside his pipe and
for a full long minute said nothing.
"So that's your New Yenr's resolution.
Engaged In Printing Something.
is It, old man, to get us a lady for our
homo?" He somehow could not say
the word mother lightly, though It had
been five long years since Tommy's
mother died. "It would be nice. Uuve
you found any one, spoken to any one
yet?"
"I'd like to have the lady wlv the
diiny eyes that takes me to school
mornings," admitted Tommy. "I asked
her once was she a muvver, and she
said no, Just only a little boy's aunt.
1 sped she's so busy being a aunt that
she wouldn't have any time to be a
muvver," and the child sighed deject
edly. "I wlsht you'd ask her daddy.
Won't you?"
"Why, I don't know Hiss Woodburn,
old num." The father smiled a little
ruefully us he remembered that he had
thought to strike up an acquaintance
through Hie child, but Miss Woodburn
hud coldly repulsed him, though she
had long been a fast friend of Tom
my's, stopping for him to slip his hand
into hers as she hurried to her school
room, which was In the same building
'us the kindergarten. "I think we have
pretty good times together, after all.
.Shall daddy be the bear tonight?"
"I'm most afraid I'm sick, daddy,"
murmured the boy ; "I spect I'd better"
go to bed."
Mr. Hlrney gathered Tommy-Trot up
solicitously a ml prepared him for bed.
"I wlsht your lap fitted me better,
duddy. I'm going to get the New Year
lady's lap to tit like Kenny Jones'
niuvver's does," complained the child,
drowsily.
The next morning Miss Grace Woed
burn slackened her pace, expecting
Tommy to come miming as usual, then
she reduced her si.-., walking slowly
past the house. The door sw ung open
mid Mr. l'.irney, costless, nn apron
tied about his neck, frantically ex
plained Hint Tommy-Trot was very
sick with Ihe croup, that the doctor
was trying to get a nurse', but he
feared the child would die before they
could get help, as the wuinun who kept
their cottage was away.
Fortunutely Miss Woodburn had
taken a first-aid course; also, In her
strenuuus business of being un aunt,
she had helped to take little Nephew
Peter through a very severe uttack of
croup. She knew that every minute
was precious. She began drawing off
her gloves and unfastening her wraps
as she hastened after Mr. Hiruey. Hlie
telephoned her assistant to take her
place til1 further orders, then reached
out her hand for the apron. Lovingly
fibs bent over Tomuiy-Trot, wha held
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Hail and
FAREWELL TO THE OLD
Old Year, thy life is well-nigh spent,
Thy feet are tottering and slow,
Thy hoary head with age is bent,
The time is here for thee to go;
Already in the frozen snow
A lonely grave is made for thee;
The winds are chanting dirges low.
Upon the land and on the sea.
Old Year, thou wert a friend to some
To some thou wert of worth untold,
Thy days were blessings, every one,
More precious far than shining gold;
But unto others, thou a foe
Did prove thyself an enemy,
Relentless as the chains of woe
As ruthless as the maddened sea.
Some will rejoice to know thee dead,
Othcrr will mourn thee as a friend;
Some will look back on thee with dread.
Others their praises to thee lend:
I neither oiTer praise nor blame,
Old Year, for what you brought to me,
For unto me both joy and pain
Your active hands gave lavishly.
Thy solemn death-hour draws a-nigh
Andhatkl I hear thy funeral knell
Slow p.'.iiing through the darkened sky
Farewell, Old Year farewell, farewelll
H.ML TO THE NEW
HaiM hdil! to thee, O virgin yearl
Not yet a day's length
Thou with the merry eyes and clear
And joyous voice of dulcet tone:
Hail! ruil! to tliee, thou
Our nraise is thine. O
Pnr thnn art- nnre rf wnn
Thy young hands yet but blessings bring.
The monarch who is laid away , iS
Within the catacomb of years
Was hart h and ruthless in his day .
Seemed lepj to love our joys than tears j M
We look for blessings manifold, S
New Year, from thy pure sinless hand.
We trust thy heart will ne'er grow cold
Toward us and our Native Land.
Bring hcuiing to the hearts now sore
From wounds the cruel Old Year made;
The veil of peacefulness draw o'er
The woes at each heart-threshold laid:
We cannot love a tyrant king I
Our hearts refuse to loyal be
To one who takes delight to fling
Upon our hearts keen misery I
Be kind to us that we may say,
When comes the time for thee to go;
"O darling year, we grieve to-day, rwfS
Because we all have loved thee so!"
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out his hand to her; deftly she
smoothed his pillow, asking quick
questions us to doctor's orders and
showing the bewildered father how to
follow them, all the time talking lu
soothing, comforting little sentences
to the child. "We're good pals, aren't
we, Tommy? And we're going to have
some awfully good times together,
aren't we? And will you make a bar
gain with me? When my little Peter
kins was sh k he did Just what I want
ed him to do. Will you do thnt, dar
ling? If you will you may call me
Aunt Grace, Just as he doei. Will you,
dearest?"
"ltavver call you muvvtr," whis
pered the child hoarsely.
The color flooded Miss Woodburn's
face, but with a little life hanging In
the balance there was no time to hesi
tate. "All right, little man, It's a bar-
"Rawer Call You Muvver,"
gain and you'll take the bad medicine
Just as If It were good."
Patiently sbe worked, sendlug the
grateful father flying on errands, or
telephoning the doctor to ask for fuller
directions. No man has any concep
tion of a woman's resourcefulness till
he sees her trying to save the life of
some one dangerously HI. Mr. Thomas
Blrney watched, fascinated the move
ments of this highly competent young
woman who seemed never to give him
a thought except to order him about
Noon came the afternoon was almost
spent before the child was sleeping
calmly in her arms, the crisis passed.
"We're won I" she announced to the
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and Bin '
father, "and If you will get me a glass
of hot milk I will be very grateful."
"I'm ashamed not to have thought
of that myself." he told her remorse
fully as he hurried to obey. When he
returned she tried to dispatch him to
get himself something to eat.
"I'd ruther not," he assured her; "I
do not think I could eat. I only want
to make you understand how much
appreciate what you have done for me
aud Tommy-Trot. We'll be your de
voted slaves from now on and Tom
my's father will run him a close race,
Miss Woodburn."
"It was mighty fortunate that I re
membered thnt I had promised to stop
for him," she said quietly. "But I think
now that you had better get your din
ner at once and then I will run home
for mine when you return." Her tone
brooked no argument, although Mr.
Blrney much preferred to look at the
picture of her holding his sleeping
child thnn to eat.
Shortly after Miss Woodburn had
her dinner Mr. Blrney, In distress, tele
phoned that Tommy had awakened
and was crying hysterically for her.
Would she come and stay a little wblle
and get li! in to take one more dose ol
medicine? Hastily putting on hei
wraps. Miss Woodburn started for the
Blrueys', taking with her an old nurse
who she knew would stay with Tommy
for the night.
"You pwomlsed me!" he walled.
"You shan't go back to Peter; I'll
(wash him I"
Abashed, but smiling, Miss Wood
burn soothed the child, who clung to
her ml she assured him over and over
again that she would return In the
morning, and Mrs. Brown would stay
till she came back. Wben Tommy-Trot
was finally quieted for the night, Mr.
Hlrney Insisted on taking Miss Wood
burn home, und It seema that most of
ihe (hue was spent In telling her about
his family and his prospects, as though
he felt It necessary that she should be
thoroughly acquainted with his biog
raphy. Next day he made the ac
quaintance of her father and repeated
the story and much more about him
self aud Tommy-Trot. And as Tommy
soon learned the way to the Wood-'
burns' nlso the neighbors are wonder
ing whose courtship Is the most
ardent, Mr. Blrney's or Tommy-Trot's.
Hut certain It Is that Miss Grace
Woodburn Is to be the New Year lady
In the Hlrney home.
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