---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Davenport, E. Remington
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 13
number: 5
published: 1910-03
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Davenport, E. Remington, "Life’s Jewels," *Improvement Era* 13, no. 5 (March 1910): 426.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera135unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera135unse
start_page: 426
end_page: 426
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1910-03)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera135unse
  publication_year: 1910
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1910, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Life’s Jewels


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426                      IMPRO VEMENT ERA              .

Grant's reply.   Sherman's next remark was, "We've been licked
today."   The answer was calm, but with much assurance, "Yes,
but we'll lick them tomorrow."
The commanding general was neither excited or discouraged.
He had calmly reviewed the         day's maneuvers and had              seen    the
mistakes which he had decided to             avoid on the following            day.
General Sherman, noticing the confidence with which his superior
officer   spoke, concluded to keep his counsel to                himself,   and at
once departed in silent confidence that the morrow would see the
nation's braves "on top."          And so it turned         out.    The point of
the   story   is— never say die.          God's love       is   greater than    his
anger.     Let not our faults keep us from the feet of our Lord.
The prodigal son had sinned grievously, but he knew that the
father's love was unbounded, and he was not disappointed.                   Broth-
ers, holding the    priesthood,     let   us each keep a log-book and jot
down our bearings every day, that we may always know where we
are at, lest we find ourselves without a rudder or chart, drifting
among the danger rocks of apostasy, without hope.
Ogden, Utah.

Life's Jewels.

{For the Improvement Era.)

Give unto me no common gem!
My crown must be of worth;
gather for my diadem
The rarest pearls of earth.

One here, one there, but few in all,
Yet each with worth untold;
The gems I gather with a call
Are neither bought nor sold.

And though I leave this earthly sphere,
I'll   clasp them to my heart;
Yea, leave all gold and silver here,
But we shall never part.

And what my crown? ere I forget:
'Tis happiness divine;
'Tis made of life,    with jewels set,
Each gem a friend of mine.
Budapest, Hungary.                 E. Remington Davenport.
