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About The united American : a magazine of good citizenchip. (Portland, Or.) 1923-1927 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 1, 1927)
Page Sixteen THE UNITED AMERICAN AT THE CROSSROADS OF LIFE Anon. J WO MEN in the evening of life met at a cross road. One was clad in rich raiment. The other’s clothes were coarse and old. It was easy to be seen that the highways they had trod were widely apart. Their roads converged now only because their respec tive journeys were near the end. And at the end, you know, there is but one common path, worn and beaten by the footsteps of the millions that have gone before. It is the path that leads to the grave. Upon it meet children who come to gladden our hearts for such a little time before they pass on. There gather youth and maid—the middle-aged—the aged, as we reckon time, but all infants in the slow ticktock of eternity. As the two men emerged upon the common road their eyes met and each recognized in the other a playmate of boyhood days. They passed along together—and talked of many things. “I have known Power,” said Richly Clad. “I have sought to elevate to high places those who bended their wills to mine. And those who have refused to do my bidding, I have broken on the wheel. What I could not rule, I have tried to ruin. I have paved my highway with blasted ideals, with forsaken hopes. I have sown the seed of Discord in the soil of Hate. I have watered my sowing with the tears of women upon whose husbands and sons I have placed a blight. The harvest has been rich—rich in gold, GOLD that has glittered in the sunlight and warmed the cockles of my heart.” “Friend,” said Poorly Clad, “we approach the grave. It has been a long, long journey. It is well that we take invoice while there yet is time. “I have gained neither wealth nor power. But joys have not been denied me. I have looked into the eyes of beautiful children and read there the depth of faith in me—in me, an obscure wayfarer on a crowded highway. I have ministered to the sick. I have shared my small portion with the needy. I lifted a man from the gutter and he said, ‘God Bless You.’ I rescued a woman from the mire and she said, ‘Peace Be Unto You.’ I stopped to feed a hungry dog and the grateful creature licked my hand. No, I have gained neither wealth nor power, but as I march on to the Great Unknown today, there is a song in my heart.” CONFIDENCE AND ENTHUSIASM “To be successful in one’s line of work two things are needed—confidence and enthusiasm. That man who does not believe with all his might in the work he is trying to perform, who enters upon it in a half hearted manner only, will never reach the top. He is doomed to be a failure from the start. Faith is necessary that results may be obtained. Enthusiasm for a cause has carried many a doubtful experiment to complete success. People like to do business with one who is full of pep and who shows that he has confidence in the thing he is trying to do. “Anger and worry are expressions of fear thought.” February 1927 LATIN AMERICAN TRADE NCLE SAM’S business with the Latin American nations amounted to two billion dollars last year. The business was obtained through successful competition with the Euro pean nations. • Exporters of this country boosted their sales to Latin American countries by $111,564,000. Imports from this mar ket, while somewhat greater in volume, declined in value by $2,711,000, owing principally to the fall in Cuban sugar prices. Trade with Urguay increased forty-eight per cent; Para guay, thirty-seven per cent; Brazil, twenty-six per cent; Co lombia, twenty-three per cent; Argentina, nineteen per cent. Declines were: Cuba eighteen per cent; Chile one per cent and Peru fourteen per cent. The Central American countries showed increased trade from eight to twenty-five per cent. South America found American markets more profitable than in 1924 by nearly $53,000,000. Purchases from Mexico totalled $12,000,000 more than in 1924, while Central Ameri can industries boosted their total sales to the United States over $5,000,000. Exports to South America were $402,603,000, West Indies, $340,293,000, Mexico $144,716,000 and Central America, $72,780,000. Argentina headed the South American countries as a cus tomer with purchases of $148,758,000. Brazil was a good market with imports of $87,461,000; Porto Rico, $78,078,000 and Colombia, $41,376,000. Officials of the Department of Commerce say that early figures for 1926 indicated that Latin-American trade this year will show another increase. U A. A. A. COMMANDMENT “Thou shalt pass along highway and byway, but thou shalt not plunder.” This is a commandment delivered unto the people from the high mount of Motordom. Henry P. Thomas, president of the American Automo bile Association, speaks as their law-giver: “Don’t pick too many wild flowers. “Extinguish camp fires when leaving camp. “Leave your camp in as good order as you would like to find it. “Observe the courtesies of the road.” As individuals how greatly would we appreciate the great army of tourists hearing this and heeding: It is such a bitter awakening from a cherished dream of a long winter through to arrive at some lovely picnic ground of a season before only to find it laid waste by the hand of the despoiler. Where is the dogwood and laurel that bloomed in the spring? Nothing remains but the bare and broken branches. The grass which we remerbered so freshly green is trodden under ruth less heel. Egg shells and banana skins, boxes and bones and broken bottles strew the ground. Torn papers flap in the tree tops, for all the world like unpleasant birds of prey haunting a scene of carnage. An ugly picture of map’s making. A day of unbridled merrymaking, blossoms gathered to wilt even before they reach the homes they were intended to grace and a whole year of unsightliness for all who follow in the wake of those first few who so ruthlessly, selfishly served themselves. CHARACTER John Kendrick Bangs. Some folks in looks take so much pride They don’t think much of what’s inside. Can ne’er be made a thing of grace, And so I rather think I’ll see How I can fix the inside o’ me So folks’ll say, “He looks like sin, But ain’t he beautiful within!” “Let us have faith that Right makes Might, and in that faith let us to the end dare to do our duty as we understand it.” —Abraham Lincoln.