--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Curtis, Theodore E. collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 16 number: 1 published: 1912-11 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Theodore E. Curtis, "Thanksgiving. A Poem," *Improvement Era* 16, no. 1 (November 1912): 57.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1601unse 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: improvementera1601unse start_page: 57 end_page: 57 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1912-11) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera1601unse publication_year: 1912 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 1912, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # Thanksgiving. A Poem LITTLE PROBLEMS OF MARRIED LIFE 57 the constancy, the unchanging devotion, the singleness of heart and purpose is likely to keep him truer and more steadfast as a husband. She should safeguard his real friends as though they were her own and they should be welcomed to the home. She should feel their union must add to the possibilities and powers of his living, not subtract. She should determine that he shall, because of her, lose nothing of the sweetness, strength, sentiment and satisfaction of life that does not detract from her rights, her absoluteness, her dignity and her peace of mind. Throwing overboard the old friends may prove unwise policy in the voyage of the ship of matrimony. The wife who determines to secure monopoly of one, will finally get only — monotony for two. ["The Spectre of Constant Jealousy" will be discussed in the next chapter.] Thanksgiving. We thank thee, Lord, for every sun That rises o'er the hill; And when his pilgrimage is done At night, we thank thee still. On meadow, hill, and silver lake, Thy touch is so sublime, It makes our very souls awake To thank thee all the time. We thank thee for our peaceful homes, And far-extending crops; Our commonwealth of towers and domes Among the mountain tops. We thank thee for the light that breaks Upon the paths of men; For every nation slowly wakes To follow thee again. Theodore E. Curtis