The Prince George's Enquirer And Southern Maryland Advertiser

GROWING OLD.
Bishop Weaver in a beautiful address
in the presence of a number of intimate
friends on the occasion of his seventieth
birthday, not long ago, said, "Now they
tell me that I am growing old. But it is
no sin to be old, neither should any one
be ashamed of it. The grandest things in
the universe are old-old mountains, old
seas and stars. Unless one is older than
these, he need not be ashamed. No
snow falls lighter than the snow of age.
but none is heavier, for it never melts.
One thing I know, that the days of my
pilgrimage must be nearing the end. From
a rift in the clouds I now and then catch
a glimpse of the sun, and know it is not
where it was when I first saw it. I notice,
also, that the shadows, which for a time
fell westward and then northward, now
fall eastward, and putting this and that
together I conclude that the evening time
of life is no longer coming, but is actually
here. Did not some one at some time
say, At evening time it shall be light?"
If it please the Master, I could ask no
richer boon than that it may be light to
me when the sun goes down."