The Fayette Journal from Fayetteville, West Virginia • Page 78

November 2, 1911 tions there are persistent seams never yet drawn upon. The county, as yet, has no large city'and still ranks'third in population in the state, while only seventh in area. Place a large city within her boundaries, which is sure to be here in the next decade or so, and she will easily rank first. Her schools are claiming attention the state over. Three high schools are recognized by the state alone in Fayetteville District and -an independent one is being maintained in the Fayetteville village independent district.

Other districts have also voted favorably, on the proposition and high will be estabjished'in the very near In next decade'look out for West Virginia and in watching West 1 noticei the part played by Fayette are lie.r industries to which we wish to call opportunities and her efforts to send.forth"'in:i\\e; nextdtecades sterling men and women equal to the stepff realities p( life; next, her great coal fields; ritjxt, her lumber industry, and finally her- -farming, fruit raising prospects. Surely when the councils of the Nation are West Virginia will not be overlooked and when our state calls her roll the answer of Fayette County will be listened to with the closest attention. The compilers have aimed in the preparation of the various articles in this booklet to be as nearly as possible non-sectarian and non-political. However, it would be almost impossible for one with pronounced views along certain lines of thought, to write upon themes bordering closely thereto, without in some manner revealing those views. This will be compensated for though as one of the compilers is a son of Virginia and an ardent follower of Jefferson, while the other is a Buckeye, remembering impulse to have been derived from daily viewing the likene'ss of James G.

Elaine just beneath the folds of our National flag suspended from a ninety-foot poplar pole in sight of his father's door, during the campaign of 1884. The greatest problem confronting the American Republic today, it seems to us, after all is that of finding thoroughly honest in whose charge to place the making, executing of our THE FAYETTE JOURNAL. have conditions to face that exist no place else on earth and there are so many siren-like allurements to lead brilliant men away from the course they had hoped to. follow in their first inspirational awakening in youth. The wildest fancies of the old poetic genius are far surpassed by the actual realities'of modern life.

Enter the mansion of a king of industry and you are nay even bewildered by the effect. Costly gerris are set in tfie woodwork; from arching domes swing gilded chandeliers, sparkling with myriads of lights; marble floors; aesthetically res- coed-walls, afnd massive granite pillars have an effect more ''intoxicating the most fanciful fairy tale-the. our imaginative childhood. We are told that -the owner of this modern palace was a few days ago a poor boy and we wonder can it really be so. Youths become money-mad and lose sight of the real unmarketable treasures of life in" frenzied pursuit of this rainbow phantom American, wealth.

Were we to close at this point the --would -be left that we pessimistic. Not so, we allude to this only to indicate how easy it is for a promising youth to go astray- chasing those fleeting allurements that in the end bring not peace and genuine enjoyment. Great masters of finance and leaders of men are born as masters in other departments of activities are born. It is but natural that they rise to the top. However, they often become drunk with power and lose sympathy for the unfortunate groveling proletariat at their feet.

The menace of certain collossal fortunes- is certainly a real one and one that will demand the most studious attention of the coming profounclest statesmen. On the other hand the common people, in which the writers place themselves, must do their part and get ready for the issue. We must not expect too much and we must not expect too sudden results. Any attempt on the part of the inflammatory demagogue to incite revolutionary prejudices betwee1i i is conducive to hatred, anarchy and chaos, compared with present condition is a veritable paradise. of our resources has unavoidably ushered in our present condition, but our safest, most conservative, and withal most daring minds are grappling with 79 the problems and the outlook is aglow with promise.

Many of our captains of industry are genuine benefactors of the human race. Every man can earn a competence and save money for a rainy day. The public schools are open to his children, the sky is his, the sun is his, life is his, love is his, friends are his, home is his, the privilege of being an honest man is his--God is his. Truly the blessings of life are manifested and the choicest ones are not bought by dollars.and cents. By clos application to details we can be promoted and all that is necessary to make life not a grim but a roseate is to work, to be careful and to be mier Let us then, as closing, counsel all to make of ourselves most worthy individual citizens of our great county; let us be loyal, devoted.

Sons and daughters of our mountain state, and let us contribute our share in the continuance of our country's "prosperity at home and prestige abroad." A poem occurs to us now as a fitting illustration truth that "not all 1 and that often the choicest blessings are realized in places where we might least expect. "I stood today within my cottage door And heard my blue sea break upon the shore; A lady beautiful rode by, In her rich velvet carriage, and a sigh Leaped momentarily from my breast- Then I thought my husband's love, the blue of sky and sea Are wealth enough for my true heart and me. "Another woman on that same day said, I saw a lady in her doorway stand Beside her husband, and his toil-worn hand Upon her shoulder he had kindly laid, rl'm not selfish, yet I'm afraid As I whirled by in costly silk and lace, I envied her that calm, contented face; Yea envied her, with burning fierce unrest-That husband's love, those babe lips at her breast; So I looked out across the glad blue sea That none might dare to pity me.".