Time Maketh the Man

Time Maketh the Man

WE are all interested, more than in any other single thing, in the business of living. ¶How to live, how to live most happily, most efficiently and most effectively, is the age-long quest of sages.

  • May FIRE AND WATER ENGINEERING pass on to its readers for whatever worth which they may find in it, the following extract from The New York Advertising Club News, “A Man’s Prayer,’ by Edward Chegwidden:
  • tj Teach me that sixty minutes make one hour, sixteen ounces one pound, and 100 cents one dollar. Help me to so live that I can lie down at night with a clear conscience, without a gun under my pillow, and unhaunted by the faces of those to whom I have brought pain. Grant that I may earn my meal ticket on the square, and that in earning it I may do unto others as I would have them do unto me. Deafen me to the jingle of tainted money and to the rustle of unholy skirts. Blind me to the faults of the other fellow, but reveal to me my own. Guide me so that each night when I look across the table at my wife, 1 will have nothing to conceal. Keep me young enough to laugh with little children, and sympathetic enough to be considerate of old age, and when the day comes of darkened shades and the smell of flowers, the tread of soft footsteps and the crunching of wheels in the yard, make the ceremony short and the epitaph simple— “Here Lies a Man.”

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