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# Talks to Young Men. IV—Ruts

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TALKS 
        TO 
        YOUNG 
        MEN.
IV.—
        RUTS.
The 
        changes 
        which 
        break 
        up 
        at 
        intervals 
        the 
        prosperity 
        of 
        men,
are 
        advertisements 
        of 
        a 
        nature 
        whose 
        law 
        is 
        growth.
        —
        Emerson.
When 
        I 
        was 
        a 
        boy, 
        it 
        was 
        my 
        privilege 
        to 
        haul 
        wood 
        from 
        the
canyons. 
        Father 
        was 
        too 
        apprehensive 
        to 
        send 
        so 
        young 
        a 
        boy
alone, 
        so 
        he 
        went 
        along. 
        The 
        hills 
        were 
        steep, 
        and 
        often 
        the
roads 
        were 
        temporary 
        ones 
        formed 
        by 
        our 
        wagon 
        and 
        others, 
        in
their 
        abrupt 
        descent 
        from 
        the 
        summits 
        to 
        the 
        valley 
        below. 
        The
lower 
        wheels 
        dug 
        down 
        into 
        the 
        loose 
        earth, 
        making 
        a 
        deep 
        de-
pression, or 
        rut; 
        for 
        safety, 
        we 
        always 
        sat 
        on 
        the 
        upper 
        side 
        of 
        the
load, 
        prepared 
        to 
        .iump,in 
        case 
        it 
        should 
        appear 
        that 
        the 
        load, 
        get-
ting top-heavy, 
        might 
        topple 
        over. 
        We 
        used 
        an 
        improvised 
        brake,
made 
        of 
        soft, 
        green 
        quaking-asp, 
        and 
        suspended 
        in 
        front 
        of 
        the
hind 
        wheels 
        from 
        logs 
        on 
        either 
        side 
        of 
        the 
        wagon. 
        On 
        the 
        right
side 
        of 
        the 
        brake 
        was 
        the 
        brake 
        pole, 
        so 
        fixed 
        that 
        by 
        attaching 
        a
rope 
        to 
        its 
        upper 
        end, 
        by 
        means 
        of 
        a 
        pulley 
        one 
        of 
        us 
        could 
        hold
the 
        wagon 
        in 
        check. 
        I 
        generally 
        drove 
        the 
        mules, 
        while 
        father,
seated 
        at 
        the 
        rear, 
        guided 
        the 
        brake, 
        holding 
        the 
        load 
        from 
        the
animals' 
        heels. 
        One 
        day 
        we 
        were 
        going 
        down 
        a 
        sidling, 
        steep
grade, 
        in 
        this 
        order, 
        with 
        a 
        heavy 
        load. 
        As 
        we 
        were 
        on 
        the 
        steep-
est part 
        of 
        the 
        hill,, 
        one 
        end 
        of 
        the 
        brake 
        dropped, 
        thus 
        disabling
it. 
        The 
        load 
        plunged 
        suddenly 
        onto 
        the 
        mules. 
        The 
        speed 
        was
uncomfortably 
        accelerated. 
        Father 
        yelled, 
        in 
        his 
        commanding 
        way,
*
        'Steer 
        the 
        animals 
        up 
        the 
        side 
        hill, 
        you 
        chump!" 
        Tugging 
        at 
        the
lilies 
        with 
        all 
        my 
        strength 
        without 
        success, 
        I 
        turned 
        and 
        cried 
        out:
*'I 
        can't; 
        we're 
        in 
        a 
        rut."
We 
        jumped 
        from 
        the 
        load, 
        and 
        about 
        the 
        time 
        we 
        were 
        up 
        and

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TALKS 
        TO   
        YOUNG 
        MEN. 
        271
around,   
        the 
        mules, 
        wagon 
        and 
        wood, 
        landed 
        in 
        a 
        mixed 
        bunch 
        at
the 
        foot 
        of 
        the 
        hill.
A 
        friend 
        of 
        mine 
        had 
        a 
        similar 
        experience 
        last 
        summer. 
        He
is 
        a 
        proud 
        horseman, 
        and 
        also 
        takes 
        great 
        pride 
        in 
        Jerseys, 
        not-
withstanding he 
        has 
        had 
        two 
        narrow 
        escapes, 
        within 
        the 
        past 
        few
months, 
        from 
        being 
        trampled 
        to 
        death 
        by 
        vicious, 
        well-fed 
        bulls.
Animals, 
        let 
        it 
        be 
        said 
        in 
        passing, 
        like 
        men, 
        are 
        apt 
        to 
        become
vicious 
        when 
        they 
        are 
        too 
        well 
        provided 
        for. 
        It 
        may 
        be 
        that 
        my
friend's 
        Jerseys 
        cost 
        him 
        more 
        than 
        he 
        gets 
        out 
        of 
        them. 
        But 
        all
this 
        is 
        neither 
        here 
        nor 
        there, 
        as 
        far 
        as 
        this 
        anecdote 
        goes. 
        He
invited 
        me 
        to 
        ride 
        behind 
        his 
        fine 
        bay, 
        in 
        his 
        sparkling 
        new 
        buggy;
and 
        since 
        such 
        an 
        invitation 
        is 
        rare, 
        in 
        my 
        experience, 
        I 
        readily
accepted. 
        We 
        enjoyed 
        a 
        refreshing 
        ride 
        up 
        one 
        of 
        the 
        beautiful
canyon 
        roads 
        near 
        his 
        place, 
        turning 
        up 
        one 
        of 
        the 
        side 
        canyons 
        for 
        a
change. 
        All 
        went 
        well 
        until 
        we 
        were 
        returning 
        from 
        our 
        side 
        trip
down 
        a 
        steep 
        incline 
        ending 
        in 
        the 
        main-traveled 
        road. 
        As 
        we
were 
        half 
        way 
        down, 
        one 
        of 
        those 
        infernal 
        automobiles 
        came
puffing 
        along 
        said 
        road, 
        and 
        upon 
        sight 
        of 
        it, 
        his 
        horse 
        decided 
        to
go 
        faster. 
        By 
        quick 
        mathematical 
        calculation, 
        I 
        could 
        see 
        that
unless 
        the 
        horse 
        was 
        suddenly 
        turned 
        out 
        of 
        his 
        course, 
        he 
        would
reach 
        the 
        intersection 
        at 
        the 
        precise 
        'moment 
        the 
        automobile 
        Vv'as
due. 
        I 
        hurriedly 
        suggested 
        that 
        he 
        turn 
        the 
        horse; 
        but 
        just 
        as 
        I
jumped, 
        I 
        heard 
        him 
        say: 
        "I 
        can't; 
        the 
        wheels 
        're 
        in 
        a 
        rut." 
        The
buggy 
        was 
        sent 
        for 
        another 
        day, 
        and 
        the 
        motor 
        of 
        the 
        automobile
was 
        disabled. 
        Fortunately, 
        a 
        passing 
        doctor 
        made 
        the 
        riders 
        quite
comfortable.
There 
        can 
        he 
        enlargement, 
        and 
        the 
        man 
        of 
        today 
        scarcely 
        recog-
nizes the 
        man 
        of 
        yesterday. 
        And 
        such 
        should 
        be 
        the 
        outward 
        biog-
raphy of 
        man 
        in 
        time, 
        a 
        putting 
        off 
        of 
        dead 
        circumstances 
        day 
        by 
        day,
<is 
        he 
        renews 
        his 
        raiment 
        day 
        by 
        day.
        —
        Emerson.
Going 
        back 
        to 
        when 
        I 
        was 
        a 
        boy, 
        I 
        remember 
        two 
        young 
        men
who 
        hauled 
        lumber 
        to 
        the 
        city 
        from 
        a 
        local 
        mill 
        situated 
        far 
        back
in 
        the 
        hills. 
        That 
        was 
        before 
        it 
        was 
        forbidden 
        to 
        cut 
        timber 
        on
government 
        land. 
        Helmer, 
        one 
        of 
        the 
        young 
        men, 
        was 
        the 
        champion
hauler, 
        faithful 
        as 
        a 
        man 
        could 
        be; 
        up 
        early 
        and 
        late; 
        he 
        fed 
        his 
        horses
well, 
        and 
        made 
        big 
        money 
        for 
        his 
        employer; 
        and, 
        besides, 
        satisfied
himself, 
        at 
        his 
        business.    
        Everybody 
        praised 
        him.    
        He 
        made 
        more

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272 
        IMPROVEMENT 
        ERA.
trips 
        in 
        a 
        given 
        time 
        than 
        anyone 
        else, 
        was 
        prompt, 
        exact, 
        and 
        a
model, 
        in 
        every 
        way. 
        I 
        remember 
        how 
        I 
        envied 
        him, 
        as 
        he 
        sat 
        on
his 
        great 
        load, 
        when 
        he 
        passed 
        by, 
        as 
        the 
        music 
        of 
        his 
        loaded
wagon 
        greeted 
        my 
        ears 
        in 
        the 
        field 
        where 
        fate 
        seemed 
        to 
        have
doomed 
        me 
        to 
        the 
        simple 
        and 
        tame 
        task 
        of 
        curing 
        hay.
One 
        day 
        it 
        was 
        noised 
        about 
        that 
        another 
        young 
        man, 
        Bulwer
by 
        name, 
        a 
        lucky-go-easy 
        from, 
        a 
        neighboring 
        village, 
        had 
        been
hired 
        to 
        haul 
        lumber, 
        and 
        would 
        compete 
        with 
        Helmer. 
        This 
        man
had 
        been 
        put 
        on 
        the 
        road 
        out 
        of 
        some 
        person's 
        charitable 
        recom-
mendation, at 
        a 
        reduced 
        salary. 
        He 
        made 
        three 
        or 
        four 
        trips, 
        and
then 
        one 
        day 
        he 
        laid 
        over 
        at 
        the 
        mill, 
        apparently 
        to 
        rest. 
        He 
        was
already 
        beaten 
        by 
        his 
        companion 
        teamster, 
        who 
        shook 
        his 
        head,
saying, 
        "That 
        chap, 
        Bulwer, 
        will 
        be 
        laid 
        off 
        for 
        good. 
        Too
bad, 
        for 
        he 
        is 
        a 
        good, 
        considerate 
        fellow." 
        But 
        when 
        Bulwer 
        went
to 
        town 
        next 
        time, 
        after 
        having 
        unloaded, 
        he 
        went 
        directly 
        into
the 
        team-owner's 
        city 
        office, 
        and 
        confidentially 
        told 
        his 
        employer
that 
        he 
        had 
        learned 
        that 
        the 
        mill 
        boss 
        was 
        about 
        to 
        let 
        a 
        contract
to 
        one 
        person 
        for 
        hauling 
        all 
        the 
        products 
        of 
        the 
        mills 
        to 
        the 
        city.
Here 
        was 
        a 
        good 
        business 
        opportunity. 
        Would 
        he 
        take 
        advantage
of 
        it? 
        If 
        not, 
        Bulwer 
        would 
        take 
        it 
        himself. 
        The 
        snap 
        was 
        ac-
cepted. Bulwer 
        multiplied 
        his 
        own 
        salary, 
        and 
        doubled 
        the 
        team-
owner's 
        profits. 
        Later 
        they 
        entered 
        partnership 
        in 
        selling 
        the
lumber, 
        also, 
        and 
        both 
        made 
        handsome 
        additional 
        profits. 
        But
Helmer 
        continued 
        hauling, 
        and 
        even 
        Bulwer 
        acknowledged 
        that 
        he
had 
        no 
        match 
        in 
        this 
        line. 
        Bulwer 
        now 
        owns 
        three 
        or 
        four 
        saw-
mills, and 
        several 
        townships 
        of 
        timber 
        in 
        a 
        neighboring 
        state, 
        with
everything 
        to 
        match. 
        He 
        has 
        dollars 
        invested 
        in 
        nearly 
        every 
        fi-
nancial and 
        manufacturing 
        enterprise 
        in 
        his 
        native 
        city, 
        with 
        bank
and 
        railroad 
        stocks 
        to 
        spare.
But 
        Helmer 
        is 
        still 
        hauling. 
        To 
        be 
        sure 
        he 
        has 
        no 
        lumber 
        to
haul, 
        but 
        he 
        gets 
        jobs 
        in 
        other 
        lines, 
        and 
        he 
        does 
        faithful 
        work, 
        too,
although 
        he 
        isn't 
        what 
        he 
        used 
        to 
        be 
        thirty 
        years 
        ago. 
        His 
        wife
often 
        wonders 
        why 
        Helmer 
        don't 
        do 
        something 
        different 
        when 
        so
many 
        chances 
        lie 
        around. 
        Nobody 
        has 
        answered 
        her, 
        although
one 
        day 
        a 
        neighbor 
        came 
        very 
        Jiear 
        to 
        solving 
        the 
        question 
        when
he 
        said: 
        "He 
        seems 
        to 
        have 
        got 
        into 
        a 
        rut."
The 
        penetrating 
        young 
        man 
        who 
        has 
        read 
        thus 
        far 
        will 
        have
observed 
        what 
        a 
        mental 
        and 
        physical 
        disadvantage 
        it 
        is 
        to 
        get 
        into

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TALKS 
        TO  
        YOUNG 
        MEN. 
        273
ruts. 
        And 
        we 
        are 
        all 
        in 
        danger 
        of 
        getting 
        into 
        them. 
        It 
        is 
        so
easy: 
        you 
        don't 
        have 
        to 
        think 
        or 
        steer. 
        In 
        fact, 
        you 
        can't; 
        and
then 
        it's 
        such 
        easy, 
        pleasant 
        traveling! 
        You 
        have 
        noticed, 
        too,
that 
        they 
        generally 
        lead 
        down 
        hill, 
        but 
        that 
        the 
        end 
        is 
        invariably
discouraging. 
        Look 
        around 
        you 
        and 
        see 
        if 
        any 
        of 
        your 
        friends 
        are
in 
        ruts: 
        that 
        farmer, 
        that 
        workman, 
        that 
        bookkeeper, 
        that
teacher, 
        or 
        professor! 
        Are 
        you 
        slipping 
        gently 
        into 
        a 
        rut 
        your-
self? If 
        so, 
        be 
        warned 
        in 
        time; 
        for 
        of 
        all 
        laughable 
        things, 
        see
how 
        faithfully 
        those 
        who 
        are 
        in, 
        stay!
NEED 
        OF 
        RELIGIOUS 
        ENLIGHTENMENT.
In 
        regard 
        to 
        religious 
        knowledge, 
        even 
        men 
        in 
        the 
        civilized
world 
        are 
        exceedingly 
        ignorant, 
        although 
        most 
        of 
        the 
        people 
        call
themselves 
        Christians. 
        As 
        a 
        consequence, 
        it 
        is 
        necessary 
        that 
        the
true 
        principles 
        of 
        salvation 
        shall 
        be 
        preached 
        to 
        them 
        by 
        the 
        Lat-
ter-day Saints, 
        as 
        well 
        as 
        to 
        the 
        whole 
        world 
        of 
        mankind 
        in 
        general.
The 
        more 
        knowledge 
        a 
        person 
        possesses, 
        the 
        more 
        power 
        and
influence 
        he 
        can 
        exercise. 
        That 
        "knowledge 
        is 
        power" 
        is 
        not 
        alone
true 
        in 
        temporal 
        affairs, 
        but 
        certainly 
        also 
        in 
        spiritual; 
        and 
        the
power 
        of 
        knowledge 
        extends 
        into 
        eternity. 
        Knowledge 
        is 
        power
in 
        religious 
        and 
        spiritual 
        affairs, 
        as 
        well 
        as 
        in 
        scientific 
        and 
        temp-
oral. The 
        Bible 
        teaches 
        us 
        that 
        to 
        know 
        God 
        and 
        Jesus 
        Christ 
        whom 
        he
has 
        sent 
        is 
        eternal 
        life. 
        Consequently, 
        a 
        man 
        must 
        be 
        in 
        possession 
        of
a 
        knowledge 
        of 
        the 
        attributes 
        of 
        God, 
        and 
        of 
        the 
        mission 
        of 
        Jesus
Christ, 
        before 
        he 
        can 
        gain 
        eternal 
        life, 
        or 
        a 
        salvation 
        and 
        exaltation
in 
        the 
        kingdom 
        of 
        God. 
        The 
        Prophet 
        Joseph 
        Smith 
        also 
        declares
this 
        doctrine, 
        saying 
        that 
        men 
        cannot 
        be 
        saved 
        in 
        ignorance. 
        Men
may 
        claim 
        that 
        if 
        they 
        are 
        members 
        of 
        one 
        of 
        the 
        many 
        sectarian
Christian 
        churches 
        that 
        they 
        have 
        enough 
        knowledge 
        of 
        God 
        and 
        of
Christ, 
        but 
        in 
        most 
        cases 
        their 
        knowledge 
        is 
        very 
        limited, 
        and 
        many
of 
        them 
        are 
        very 
        indifferent. 
        They 
        likely 
        serve 
        God 
        with 
        their 
        lips,
but 
        their 
        hearts 
        are, 
        as 
        a 
        rule, 
        far 
        from 
        him. 
        They 
        may 
        pray
enough, 
        but 
        do 
        not 
        act 
        enough, 
        or, 
        as 
        has 
        been 
        said, 
        pray 
        too
much 
        on 
        Sundays 
        and 
        too 
        little 
        on 
        week 
        days. 
        To 
        change 
        all 
        this,
and 
        enlighten 
        the 
        world 
        in 
        the 
        true 
        knowledge 
        of 
        God, 
        is 
        the 
        great
work 
        in 
        which 
        the 
        Latter-day 
        Saints 
        are 
        engaged.
        —
        A^. 
        F. 
        Green.
