The Beginnings of Tomorrow 



What "sad" about the attainment of 

 a heart's desire? The bud blossoms, 

 spreads its petals, bears the precious 

 seed that insures its own sweet per- 

 petuity, and goes its way without re- 

 gret. The leaves at last drop willingly 

 to their rest. There is no struggle. 

 All things are working towards a 

 destiny that from the beginning has 

 been clearly manifest. We may well 

 weep over life cut down before its 

 time. We may break our hearts over 

 things that might have been had cer- 

 tain planetary bodies come in conjunc- 

 tion at the proper time. But the normal 

 closing of careers that have wrought 

 that which has from the beginning been 

 assigned should bring not sorrow laut 

 real satisfaction. The devastation of 

 a waving wheatfield ere the grain has 

 filled affords just cause for lamentation. 

 Not so the yellow garniture of the 

 heavy-laden sheaves; for Boaz has his 

 rich reward, and Ruths may glean as 

 the reapers pass. 



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