THOU MUST LIVE UNTO ANOTHER
An unusually good book recently has been, published. It bears
the title, "A Vagabond's Journey Around the Wjorld," and covers
the daily, life of an athletic and braiiJy chap who circled the globe,
penniless and on foot. He lived with the poorest of the poor. He
was hungry often, and night after night his bed was the ground
and his coverlet the sky.
One fact stands out in that book as big as life. It is that KIND
NESS abides in every clime. Whether one travels to the land of
the Eskimo or abides for a time in the shadow of the pyramids;
whether he mixes with the people of yellow skins, or "black or white,
there is always human affection to be found, unselfish love of man
for his kind.
It was in a Burma jungle that an Englishman held out a hand
ful of silver to the vagabond and said : "Take it, old chap. I know
you don't want charity, but folks were good to me when I was on
my uppers." m
The native woman in her squalid hut made of leaves set out
the best food she possessed, without hope of or wish for reward. A
stranger was hungry. That was all she wanted to know.
On board a steamer where he lived with coolies he found a
bunkie the first night who was ready to share his every possession
with the stranger.
On the beach at Suez, arrfbng the riff-raff of nations, the cast
offs of many ships, he found a sailor yes, a hobo, who traveled half
of Europe with him,- who endured as he endured, who braved burn
ing sun, wild animals, jungles, the perils of. rivers and trackless"
Wastes, the days without food and the hours without water.
And all because of human affection. .
It is the pivot of life. It is the thing that makes the Big
Scheme worth while. The more of it you give away the more of
it you get. -s
On it is builded Appreciation, TqlcratiQn, Sympathy, Friend
ship. It is a coin current in all nations and among all tribes, fine
gold in all age's and all times.
It was old Seneca who wrote: "Neither can any man live
happily who only respecteth himself, who converteth all things to
Ju's own profit. Thou must live unto another if thou wilt live unto
' Battleship New Hampshire
badly smashed up by a passenger
Steamer. Our armored navy never
knows when it is safe from beinsr
rammed to death by some wooden
friendly powc "
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