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Wairarapa Standard, Volume I, Issue 14, 6 April 1867, Page 4

Tb Tbue Life. —The mere lapse of years is. To eat, and drink, and sleep; to be t^ r twt mto darkness and the Tight; to pace around the mill of habit and turn the wheel of wealth; to make season our bookkeeper, and turn thtough into implements of trade—this is not life. In all this, but a poor fraction of the consciousness of humanity is awakened and the sanctities still slumber which make it most worth wHe to be. Knowledge, truth, love, beauty, goodness, faith, alone can give vitality to the mechanism of existence. —The laugh of mirth which vibrates through the heart; the tears whidh freshen the dry wastes within; the music 1 that brings childhood back; the prayer that calls us near; the doubt which makes us meditate; the death which startles us with mystery; toe hardship, that forces us to struggle; the anxiety which ends in trust—these are the true nourishments of our natural being.