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Journeys Along Life's River of Time In “ Paradise Lost” the poet has'Satan speak to the angels, who were dismissed from Heaven with him, these words: “Awake, arise, or be forever fallen”. If the echo of these words could sound through all time, in the ears of men, there would be no failures in life. Mistakes men would make. Man may not aspire to perfection without mistakes. But, to live and advance by these mistakes is the thing—not to die and remain in them, for this is to fail. The mis takes we inevitably make are a part of us; so, too, is the power to overcome and rise above any mistake. No other can give or exer cise the power for us. In very truth we must “Awake, arise, or be forever fallen”. Every person has thoughts and ideas all his own concerning what conditions and circumstances bring contentment. No two per sons would think and feel exactly alike, Yet there is one thing that brings to all a larger measure of contentment than any other thing; and without it there could be no contentment.* I speak of the power to create, that is a God given, inherent part of man. So long as man has opportunity and privilege afforded him of creating something, whether insignificant or of world wide importance, just so long con tentment dwells with him. But, take from him the ability to create or deny him the privilege and there is naught of pleasure, wealth or glory the world can give that will bring to that one the most fleeting glimpse of contentment. Our creative desire and impulse is what gives us unity with God —deprived of these we are as the animals. Let us never neglect this infinite power that is our very own—or in any way interfere with another’s exercise of it. Success is not a matter of place; If you cannot succeed in one place you will not in any other. I would not say that the degree of success is not influenced by place and condition. Not at all. Surely a person will find a larger measure of success, in a good many cases, out in the wide world of affairs than in a quiet, obscure corner. But mark this, that person must bring from the way off corner the quality of character that induces success or else all the reaches of the earth can afford no place or condition that will give preferment to that one. If in your thoughts there is the vision of some future day and place where you and success shall join ways and journey to gether, forget it —until you have assured yourself of some manner of success in your present place and position, if it be no more than suc cess in controlling your thoughts and purposes —for not until you have made some manner of progress and accomplishment in the present will that meeting with success in the future become possible. I sought to scale the heights of fame And above all others place my name; Then, this fair place at last attained Earth’s full reward I’d feel was gained. All the strength that was mine I lent And power of will I freely spent. Not anything was left undone To gain the prize for which I run. I slaved to reach the goal I’d set But never near it could I get. While other men I saw —fresh and strong — Toward the heights I viewed pass along. Their secret I set out to seek; And found that fame would never speak With one who gave no slightest thought To mankind; or no service brought. Then from the heights my eyes I drew. With selfless work I busy grew. The labor done, to rest I turned And found life's richest prize I’d earned. The fame for which I’d labored long Now bound me with no slavish thong. Pain, toil —for men are nobly spent — And always bring to man —CONTENT. Be a good loser! Do not play the game merely for the prize that may be won. For then should defeat come there remains noth ing of your time and effort that will help you meet and bear it. Do not be a hard loser! Play the game more for what fun and pleasure there is in the playing and for what you may gain in experience and wisdom as you play than for some far off prize you may never win. Thus will you win every day and at the end defeat cannot touch you. Be a good loser ! Is it not ps easy to say “good” as it is to say “bad’’; or “tine” as to say “rotten”; or to speak praise and of good qualities as it is to speak derogitorily and of faults? What is the use, then, of this habit? Music has for all a charm and pleasure like no other thing man has devised from nature’s bounties. Perhaps it would add still more of that uplift of heart and spirit that comes wherever it is pres ent if we would remember that music is to the ear just what colors are to the eye. Think ! And think! And think again ! Here lies the solu tion to any problem—may be found the best course of any circumstance. Look at your own life and see if any incident that brought to you hurt or trouble or loss could not just as well have passed you by or, perhaps, have yielded some good thing had you but paused to —think. That is the “open sesame’* to any of the treasure caves of life —thought. We cannot go wrong if we think and think and —THINK ! Were I required to put all my experience in one word, that word would be “Patience”. No one can tell how many lives and plans and ideals have been wrecked by impatient and hasty action. Study any successful life and learn the part patience plays in every advance that person gained. See what place patience takes in any position of distinction and responsibility. Any experience from which man learns patience is well worth all it cost. Patience —with thee dwells peace and joy! CHIPS O’ LIFE By Al Truism. The Prize Y Eel Fishing, a Canal Industry. Eel fishing, as conducted along the Chesapeake and Ohio Canal by the look tenders, is an industry of importance and a factor in the food problem today. The lock tenders use a different fcind of trap —for they do not depend upon hook and line —from those ordinarily employed by eel fisherman. The usual trap is made of a box, or barrel, so arranged that once the fish goes in, it can’t get out —but it doesn’t have to go in unless the bait appeals. Here is where the canal fishers “have it on” their brethern, Their traps are so constructed that once an eel gets into the waters of the spillway nothing can keep him out of the trap. The spillway itself, around each set of locks, is one of the main parts of the trap. In it, just beyond the point where it leaves the canal, the tenders construct a box, which fills the entire length of the way —usu- ally about five feet. The box has a bottom of wooden slats, permitting the water to pass freely, but effectually preventing an eel from slipping through. The bottom rises at an angle of about 30 degrees, the upper or downstream, end being directly over a large box of the same construction, which constitutes the final trap. Fish getting into the rushing water of the spillway are carried irresistibly along, up the slanting bottom, and then drop into the last-mentioned box, from which they are taken, packed in barrels, and shipped to market. The fishing season begins about the first of September and lasts until ice forms. The fish run at night and the catch ranges from 30 lb. to 200 lb. a night. The eels bring about 10 cents a pound, so that even a 30-lb. catch per night means a considerable addition to the regular earn* ings of the tenders. One of them got $54 for his first weeks catch last year. Most of the eels taken on this canal go to the Washington, Phila delphia, and Hagerstown markets. Of these, Philadelphia is considered Soutenez (“STAND BY”) By George W. Osmun. Stand by them, O ye of the homeland, Your own boys in a war-wasted zone; Now unflinching they tile to their places — Stand by them in prayer at the Throne. List now, the dull beat of their marching, They are nearing their furnace of fire; Banish thoughts of your personal pleasure; To your tasks! Carry on ! Never tire! You’ve given, you think, to the limit — Must you still feel the hurt and the pain They are turning their faces towards perils Which mock meditations of gain. Brave lads, every one, and undaunted, They have yielded their all for the right; They are lonely, sore-tempted —they need Their life is a desperate fight. [you Let perish pet plans for your morrow, Rise now to your boys’ present need; Lift up prayers, matching enemy’s terrors; Out of hearts swept clean of all greed. Stand by them! ’Tis the call of tomorrow Of a world in the throes of new birth: They are shouldering a man-crushing burden — Stand by them, thou Lord of the earth. the best. The fish are used fresh, or smoked and pickled for later use. The demand is large. The country can expect much of a man who pitches in to do more this year than he ever did before, regardless of whether he salts down a cent or has patches on his pants that do not match the cloth of which the pants are made. —Ex. Considering the brotherhood of man, this war is a very notable family now. —Ex. Loyalty has suddenly developed on the part of the American small boy, who is firmly behind the administration in the matter of the closing of the schools. —Ex. What has become of the fellow who was always wishing for a “good old fashioned snow ?” —Ex. We care not who sings the nation’s new popular songs as long a our apartment has sound proof walls. —Ex. Fears are now entertained that the Russians were perfecting them* selves in music and dancing when they ought to have been studying poli- tics. —Ex. Recently we heard of a small boy who suggested to his mother that it would be a patriotic thing to observe a soapless day,—Ex. In September, 1917, 2,242,125 cattle were received at 47 of the principal stookyards in the United States. For the same month in 1916, 1,737,619 cattle were reported. During the first eight months of 1917, 12,501,641 cattle were received in these stockyards and for the first eight months of 1916, 9,839,170 were received. For right is right, since God is God, And right the day must win; To doubt would be disloyalty, To falter would be sin.—Faber. By Sam B. Conner. Shortage of Animals Means Losses of Cannon And Prevents Rapid Advance. New York. —Necessity of sending hand reds of thousands of horses to France for the American artillery units and of establishing hospitals for the treatment of wounded animals is emphasized by Dr. W. O. Stillman, president of the Red Star animal relief, in bulletins upon the work of the organization. He said that the Germans had lost many batteries of field pieces because of lack of animals to draw them to safety during allied advances, while fewer guns had been lost by the British partly because they had large numbers of horses. Figures compiled by the society show that there are 4,500,000 in use by all the armies in the war, and that the losses on the western front alone had averaged 47,000 a month. In a three-mile front at Verdun the French lost more than 5,000 horses. About 1,500,000 of the horses were bought by the allies in America and were transported with large losses. About 33,000 died on this side after they bad been purchased, and were awaiting shipment to Europe and 6,000 died in the ships. The value of the horses shipped to Europe last year was more than $50,000,000 and the loss for a heavy month of fighting is about $1,500,000. There are about 22,000,000 horses in America; the estimates are that an American army of 2,000,000 men will need about 750,000 horses for draft purposes and mounts, and several hundred thousands more to fill up the losses of battle. The need of shipping to main tain this force at highest efficiency, to transport animals to fill the losses, with only part of the fodder, would be 50 ships a month. Fighting units can deal only with well animals. As soon as a horse becomes sick, diseased, shell-shocked or wounded it must be removed to the rear and a sound, vigorous animal sent forward to take its place. Thousands of animals are in the hospital at one time. They must be cured as quickly as possible to take the place of the injured which are certain to reach the hospital. Behind the British lines animal hospitals are everywhere. To the left, to the right, there is a hospital not more than four miles away, and eight miles away from each is another. The Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals has hospitals for 10,000 horses and mules. A field hospital is no mere stable shack. It is a group of well-designed buildings, complete with operating rooms, ambulances, forage barns, cooking kitchens, quarters for the staff, and every other detail necessary for curing and restoring thousands of wounded animals. It must have an ample staff .of veterinarians and helpers —not mere stablemen, but men with experience in animal hospital work, who can bandage a wound or give a hand to the vet erinarian who is performing an operation. They are saving 80 per cent of the horses and sending them back to their batteries again. Brave deeds are monuments of brave men.—Napoleon. Anger wishes that all mankind had only one neck; love, that it had only one heart; grief, two tear-glands; pride, two bent knees.— Richter. Language is only the instrument of science and words are but the signs of ideas. —Samuel Johnson. He that will have a cake out of the wheat must needs tarry at the grinding. —Shakespeare. The mouse that has but one hole is quickly taken. —Herbert Imagination is the air of mind. —Bailey. Language, as well as the faculty of speech, was the immediate gift of God. —Noah Webster. How poor are they that have not patience I —what wound did ever heal but by degrees? —Shakespeare. The fur that warms a monarch warmed a bear. —Pope. Were not this desire of fame very strong the difficulty of obtaining it and the danger of losing it, when obtained, would be sufficient to deter a man from so vain a pursuit. —Addison. Sweet souls around us watch us still, Press nearer to our side; Into our thoughts, into our prayers, With gentle helping glide. —Stowe. Sound, sound the clarion, fill the fife ! To all the sensual world proclaim. One crowded hour of glorious life Is worth an age without a name. —Scott. I was born an American; I live an American; I shall die an American. —Daniel Webster. To be conscious that you are ignorant is a great step to know ledge. —Disraeli. More helpful than all wisdom is one draught of simple human pity that will not forsake us. —George Eliot. Morality, when vigorously alive, sees further than intellect, and provides unconsciously for intellectual difficulties. —Fronde. Fallen, fallen, fallen, fallen. Fallen from his high estate. And welt’ring in his blood, Deserted at his utmost need, By those his former bounty fed; On the bare earth expos’d he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. —Dryden. ARMY HORSES Selected. 4,500,000 Horses in Use. Animal Hospitals.