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At the End of the Day

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park, Washington, D. C. · May 9, 1912

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 89, No. 19.

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At the End of the Day

By Chicago Tribune

MEN hurry past him in the street, And yield him no regard at all; Where those whose pride is great compete He has a place obscure and small; He humbly serves as best he may Where giants battle for success, But at the end of every day He hurries home to happiness.
Where traffic roars and walls are high He earns the pittance he receives, And few men would be gladdened by The little triumphs he achieves. Denied the talents of the great, He hurries home when night arrives, To be a blissful potentate Among the ones for whom he strives.
Men wonder why his look is glad, Since he is poor and underpaid; Obscure, hard-pressed, and cheaply clad, He goes to duty, undismayed; With common gifts, he envies none The glories of supreme success, For when the day's hard work is done He hurries home to happiness. — Chicago Tribune.