--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Poulsen, Ezra J. collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 24 number: 1 published: 1920-11 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Poulsen, Ezra J., "Try," *Improvement Era* 24, no. 1 (November 1920): 22.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2401unse 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: improvementera2401unse start_page: 22 end_page: 22 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1920-11) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2401unse publication_year: 1920 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 1920, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # Try 22 IMPROVEMENT F.R A sound of his hoarse voice echoed away to the saucy banter of his c<,\ ote follow \i\n tin- twenty-eighth., when Mussleman appeared, a lone speck on the distant liill, two great eagles perched on a gray carcass where bifl trap was set. Some strange instinct of nature had brought these kings of the air to brood over this dead king of the bills, "I was mighty glad he was dead," Roy affirmed, in telling about it. "I •ure dreaded the thought of killing him; too much like killing somebody, when you've heard his story enough to know and like it." The hide measured eight feet. With his massive skull and powerful jaws, he could have broken a man's neck at one stroke. His teeth, indicating his age as sixteen years, were still apt in- struments of terrible execution, in spite of his last hard fight with the trap! Montieello, Utah Try Are there days that seem to be So dull and drear, 'tis hard to see A bit of joy about you? And do you sometimes feel that life Is just a round of toil and strife Without a single blessing? You might think the hours lag And every effort helps to drag You further from your goal, But don't give up and stop too soon, For surely as the flowers bloom, You can be triumphant. When you think you're down and out, Just stir yourself, and be about The task that seems impending; And 'twill follow, as day the night, You'll find that you're a man of might In spite of all your worrying. You'll find it best to live to do, To love, and give, and surely you Can satisfy your longings. Remember that life's treasures lie Along the road of I-will-try, Where happy work folks travel. Ezra J. Pouhen.