--- title: Improvement Era description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930. authors: - Frost, Grace Ingles collections: - periodicals tags: - magazine - improvement-era periodical: Improvement Era volume: 25 number: 5 published: 1922-03 publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations publisher_place: Salt Lake City language: en type: magazine reference: 'Grace Ingles Frost, "Through the Years," *Improvement Era* 25, no. 5 (March 1922): 392.' source: url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2505unse 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: improvementera2505unse start_page: 392 end_page: 392 rights: status: public-domain basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1922-03) source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera2505unse publication_year: 1922 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 1922, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright. --- # Through the Years Through the Years The days reach out before me, filled with problems to be) solved^* With possibilities as yet unknown. Each hour like a golden stair unto my mind appears, On which to mount to heights where there are shown Those beacon lights that beckon mankind onward through the years. No need have I of ermine robes to clothe me for the way, No need of priceless gems to deck my brow; The courage born of purpose my heritage must be, The strength of zeal to bridge each where and how. The hours are mine, the hours are thine, Godship our destiny. Or we may be like beastial things in mire of the earth, Content to eat and sleep the time away; The choice is thine, the choice is mine, divinity's bequest, But each in turn, in full his debt must pay, The privilege ours to upward climb, a curse the sluggard's rest. Provo, Utah Grace Ingles Frost