The Oregon daily journal. (Portland, Or.) 1902-1972, August 17, 1913, Page 50, Image 50

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UW long nave iuu
long
been walking on this
life road?
You will look at this
picture and ask your
self, as every thought
,JI1
ful man will: "What have I
, ' dropped in MY years of walking?
What will you answer to your-
f ?;self ?
!j;7f We each begin life with power
i ;."5csmore or less highly developed. Like
: rtUhe leaves oh the tree, we are all
f different. No two leaves in he
greatest forest of the world are
; alike.
But, like the leaves of the great
' ;J forest, we are so nearly alike that
; .we may look upon each other as
; 1;; identical leaves on the big tree of
J -humanity. .
- Certain things we have when wo
start, ALL OF US.
H- Certain powers are ours, powers
V of the body and of the mind.
U J Some of us add to our power and
to our possessions, somo of us lose A
ivdropping the qualities like the man
in this picture, one by one, as wo
f A walk alone.
vnac nave Ave aroppeai What
! have we kcntl
Is it too late for us to turn
t around, pick up and get back what
iZ'.we have lost?
j y; With what expression does Old aro the descendant of life unin
! Time gaze upon us? Does he think terraPtedr a link in a chain of ex
Llof us as hopeless or as being still istcnc that has actually lasted up-y'-
with a,chance as his wise old eye" 011 this Plarict since tlie first little
looks at us passing along his rpad, Wrk life moved here and be
; p and as he says to us: "Haven't you an ,its gigantic task of evolution,
j r dropped something?" .
j - Reader, haven't YOU dropped After millions of years of travel
: -1 soothing? . through various forms of life; vour
1 on- have, and every man has. individual existenco began in "that
; A Some of us have gained. ' But every cradle, vith the power of mlnd lhat
one of us nas also lost. heredity gave you. 1
I 'v'.' This. Sunday, - with its time to What had you then?
f.fxcst a4think,jisia good fay to What have you added to the
r ,-..wv. . v ..uw,v nu
laTe, dropped; study howwe can
THE OREGON SUNDAY
You Dropped SomMingr' Asks
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jfe 3v it wwi:mm fts : -
fc nof a Very Long Journey from Toothless Babyhood to Toothless
Old Age.
It is a Short Walk in the Eyes of Father Time. Yet to Each One of Us
Time says, as He sees Us go: "Haven't, You Dropped Something? "
And most of US DO Drop that wtiich We Need More and More, as the
Years Come Upon Us And Weigh Heavily.
We Must Gather New Strength, New Quality, or Drop on the Way Part of
That with which Life Began. There is No Stagnation, No Standing Still, Evety
Day We Gain or Lose.
get it back, what chance we still
have to keep and increase our pos
sessions while we walk the remain -
ing few days, or years, on the road
that ends so soon.
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In a cradle, struggling with its
little hands an(1 feet .Pliully,
pathetically looking down the
road of lite ancl wondering what
is coming, lies a little child.
That cllild once was .vou-
n nad sucl1 ft start m llle as court
given to it by its mother and
fatner its grandmothers and
grandlathers, reaching back in a
BU.tuBlu LU1UiUftW1 AU1 "l
millions of years to the lowest lorm
01 Lte-
Wonderful, awe inspiring and
unquestioned is the fact that YOU
uuauues mat vuu-iiuuiuyiuro vou
could talk or thinkl vr
JOURNAL, PORTLAND, SUNDAY
And what have you lost, dissi
pated, squandered and thrown
away of those qualities that your
father and your mother, in her
hours of pain, gave to you?
These - are the questions that
ought to interest every one of us. v
With what did we start? How
much have we ieftl What have
Ave added to our .original start?
What have we dropped or th'cown
away?
It cannot be denied that a man
born with average health and a
normal brain starts life WITH
EVERYTHING THAT HE
NEEDS FOR REASONABLE
SUCCESS. One child may be so
far ahead of the other at birth that
the race is hopeless as between the
two.
But no child with a normal brain
and a normal body, even of average
brain and average body, need fail
of great success, if the child fol
lowing the ancestors, and the man,
following the child, will only keep
and develop the qualities inherited
at birth.
Each of us is born with a certain
amount of self confidence, which is
MENTAL E N E R GY. It is the
greatest asset in the mere struggle
for success.
. What you yourself believe and
what yon, feel is what JAKE8
iYOU. If you havft-tkegUia4coil-
MORNING, AUGUST 17, 1813.
f idence, that mental energy, it will
give you the power to attack the
problem that presents itself, to
fight it today and continue fighting
it tomorrow.
Have you still the courage that
ybu had in the cradle, with which
you defied the universe with your
roaring?
Have you the open mind, the
power to see the truth and to enjoy
the world that you had as a child?
That is a valuable asset. Have
you got it? Or is; that one of the
things that Old Time has 'seen you
drop on your slow journey? ,
What about persistency, that
quality which is to the brain what
hardness is to armor plate and elas
ticity to the steel spring?
Can you still try, try and try
again? .
' Or is persistency one of the
things that Time has seen yqu
' drop'?:"-; - '
' What about faith in yourself, in
human beings and in the wisdom
that governs this universe?
You had it as a child, when you
looked at the stars, wonderful, in
beauty, and the moon in its phase,
at the green trees and the sunlight.
Have you kept or have you lost
that,, feeling , of reverence "which
makes man what he is and lifts him
above the animal?.: , w " ;
.. .Ox JiaYeOU dxqtiped that feeling
Old Tim
arid taken in its place cynicism,
hopelessness, indifference and cal
lousness of mind?
Happy the man who takes into
old age the joyousness and the faith
of childhood. Sorrow cannot de
stroy him and failure cannot pros
trate him. He is a happy man
Unhappy ho who has ldst his il
lusions, his A hopes, his belief. No
money, honors, fame or success can
make up for that.
Success is ashes to the bitter
mind that no longer hopes and be
lieves. And happiness llvcs in the mind
that does believe, that still HAS
FAITH, though it may not have
won the victory.
Have you the faith of your child
hood, and its hopes, or has Time
seen you drop them?
This picture is a sermon.
Every man needs it. The suc
cessful man needs it as much as
the unsuccessful, and perhaps
.. more. .,. ,
For, the man of success must be
a man of power. And his respon
sibility to humanity is as great as
.the power that humanity 'gave .him.
Think ths over. Apply it to
.yourself. ' " . '
It is not too late. IT 18 NEVER
TOO LATE to make up. for; mis
takes. For only the body gets old,
not the brain. And any brain can
start again, and pick up what it has ;
lost. It can if; -it will be its own
ruler, turn around to Old Time
and'say at the last day :
"I did drop many things. But I
have picked up some ofliem. And "
; although the journcvjliat you have
marked 'out for mo has boon a hard
one, I go down into tho grave car
rying with mo the best - of 4 that
hich I ;got at the start,, and all
that I have been aule t6 gather
since I realized my, jluty;." '
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