Monday, September 28, 2015

Monday, September 14, 2015

"Moving Pictures for Thanksgiving."

The Expositor | November 1918
"The history of a typical American village from the coming of the Puritans to the Civil War. (Illustrated by Pathe Moving Pictures of the historical pageant given at Southampton, L. I., last summer in commemoration of the 275th anniversary of the founding of the town. The ancestors of the minister of this church were among these immigrants.)

Thursday, September 10, 2015

"Youth is like a summer landscape"

“Life is so full of lovely, simple joys for those who are old enough to appreciate them! In youth, when all that happens to us is coloured more or less crudely by our hungry emotions and we reach out greedily for acute sensation, ever longing, never satisfied, we can scarcely taste the full flavour of our small daily delights; but the years refine our palate and sharpen our capacity for enjoyment. As we grow middle-aged we are able to take infinite pleasure in things we despised when our craving was all for some ideal rapture that never came; or, if it came, flashed like the dazzling flight of a rocket, leaving behind it nothing but the ashes of regret. Our later joys, it is true, pass as swiftly, but they leave no ashes.” 

--The Book of Common Joys Written in Autumn Sunshine for Those Who HaveLeft Summer Behind, 1916; as cited in the journal Reverend Jesse Halsey kept while serving with the YMCA in Russia, 1917-18

"Where Are Our Dead?"

"Where--are our dead? Where is that laughing boy, those myriad laughing lads, whom the Juggernaut of battle has obliterated?" 
-- “The Wrong End of Religion” by “Rita” (Mrs. Desmond Humphreys, 1918), as cited by Reverend Jesse Halsey in the diary he kept while serving in Russia with the YMCA in 1917-18.