Article November 21, 1908 Issue

TRUSTING FOR GOOD ALONE

HON. CLARENCE A. BUSKIRK

With too many persons, the consciousness of present blessings is ever overcast with clouds of fear respecting what the future may have in store for them. They seem never to be satisfied in the sunlight, but to be content only when adventuring into shadow-lands. They use their utmost ingenuity in coining phrases, or repeating those coined by others, about the perilous fingers of fate, the restless shuttles of chance, the relentless shears of destiny, and the like. They may not have read, but they are often muttering in effect, the words of Macbeth.—

By the pricking of my thumbs, Something wicked this way comes.

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