Rensselaer Republican, Volume 25, Number 9, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 27 October 1892 — Every-Day Heroism. [ARTICLE]

Every-Day Heroism.

W. L. J. & Globe Democrat. It comes to very few of us to perform any grat heroic deed, for lives, thank heaven, are in these days too delightfully prosaic to need Joans of Arc, Molly Starks, Grace Darlings and Florence Nightingales; but we can all meet the little jars, and urging worries that dailiy fret us with a cheerfulness and patience that, who knows, may be remembered by the recording angel longer than if on the impulse of a moment we fling ourselves into tempestuous wave or leaping flame to save a life. To women, especially,l think, is it given to exercise this gentle courage la facing the trial and disappointment and helping others to face it too; for it is oftener her task to keep the strength from another from falling than to summon fortitude for herself. It is so hard sometimes to oooqwer the gloom and sorrow that oppresses her own heart and smile and sooth away that which lies heavy on another’#, but it is just here that heroism can he achieved, and it may be that the cheering word, the loving kiss given then, will live in cherished memory long, long years after the lipa that gave it, trembling with bidden pain, have been stilled forever. Over a coffin I saw a man bend the other day and kiss the sweet face sleeping on the satin pillow, exclaim* ing: *in poverty and grief she never failed to have a kind and hopeful word for me. You know howi poor, how squailidly poor, we were for years, and yet in all that time I never saw her frown complainingly." What a tribute! Had ever queen a nobler, or could there be a higher to be sought by wife? I think not. The fame embalming the name of 1 the Maid of Saragossa, or Cleopatra, is a cold and soulless thing compared to that tender, loyal woman's memory enabrlned in the hearts of those she loved. , So check the little taunting speeches that spring so readily to your Up*, and see how merry, kindly pae will oiear the stormy atmosphere, smooths out the frown upon’ your stQhsg&iii ’.b&Ei'l ■.‘‘*'*l*’ .-^

.-■ ■ . ■ you hare thrown yourself weeping and rebellion! against a trouble that is shutting out the sunshine from Jour life, try the Warmer: power of tee, and you will 1 find it melting away, ana even if it does not, love will keep your own heart from freezing hard and fast. Be eheroioe and conquer the worst enemy you can ever have—yourself. Lead a host of good resolutions against the loee crowding thick and lawless over that fab territory God gave you, called your soul. Conquer uncbaritableness.with its cruel, piercing lances, that can rend and kill a soul. Drive out that secret sin which only your own heart knows, but which drags ydu back to earth when you fain would rise to breathe a purer air. You may be wounded in this strife, may fall back sick and desperate again and again, may find that you are loosing tne fond desire the very tendrels of your soul have wrapped themselves about, but halt! above the dust and blood of battle angels cry, “A heroinel”