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PAGE FOUR ,, Cart nf thr "There is a destiny that makes us broth- ers; none goes his way alone. All we send into the lives of others comes back into our own."--Edwin Markham. (Sunshine Psychology Service) KEEP YOUR MENTAL FIRES BURNING By Joseph Ralph Keel) your mental fires burning, and everlastingly look ahead. The distin- guishing differences in the mental atti- tudes of youth and old age is that in the first instance the interest in life is ahead, whereas in old age there is a tendency for the interest to more and tnot~e lie in the past. When a time comes that one's chief interest lies behind him, he is virtually finished as far as any serious effort is concerned. In order to preserve mental youth one must continue to do creative work of some kind or other. If one has to follow some mundane calling in order to get bread and butter to spread thereon, he nmst use his mind in some hobby or other in which he can be continually liberating new supplies of interest. That is what I nlean by keeping the nlental fires burning, and everlastingly looking ahead. Whenever you cotne across a men- tal down-and-outer you will find that he is an individual who has violated the aforegoing vital psychological prin- ciple. All mental has-beens have withdrawn their interest-urge front a point ahead and are living on their pasts. And no matter who the indi- vidual is, nor what he has accomplish- ed, just as surely as he adopts that mentl attitude he will shortly come to the end of his psychical tether. It is like lixing on one's lintited prin- cipal, A time conies when there is nothing on which to further exist. We generate mental power by liber- ating mental energy; we liberate men- tal energy by using the mind creative- ly. And he who has learned to do that never grows old. The mental fires glow with intensity up to the last. "Once a man and twice a child" ap- plies only to old-age people who have ceased to use their minds creatively up to the end. No person regresses to the infantile who continues to liberate new material from his lower mental stratums. It is only in those cases where the attention is withdrawn from ahead, and the imtividual connnences to permit his energy to flow out along introversive channels that decline in mental stabilization is experienced. The master key to eternal mental youth is to keep the mental creative fires continually burning, and project the interest ahead. Keep on doing this right up to the end. And when that is (tone there is no death: :iust a delightful passing on. HELP US GET ALL THE LOCAL NEWS If you have an item of local news, x personal about some visiting friend, or have entertained at a card party, birth- day party, or other socal function, or hear of something of interest about any formel Avalon resident, call up 7-J and tell us about iv--or send us a post card with the names carefully written. If you have some ~rinting ]ou wish done, call up 7-J and our representa- tive will call upon you. If you have an advertisement, tele- phone it in. Write to the Catalina Light Tackle Club, P. O. Box 14, Avalon, California, for information about sea angling. MEMORIES By Mason J. Merrihew Oh! I long to go back to the home of ruy childhood, To saunter thru meadows, along the bright streams, And wander away to the cool shady wildwood Where lay the enchantment of boyhood's bright dreams; The cherished old swimmin' hole, deep in the woodland, Still harboring memories of long, happy hours, When nay pals and I swam and played Robin Hood-land, With long bows and arrows, and built pleasant bowers. Oh! my heart yearns to be once again with my mother, Whose fond love once banished all childish alamns; XNhose soft, gentle singing could soothe as no other; No embrace give the solace of her warm, tender arms. To lounge at her side as she sang in the twi-light, Beneath the wide spread of the old maple tree, Whose green turned to bronze in the last fading sky-light-- Not the advent to Heaven were sweater to me. Oh! let me again tread the by-ways and high-ways That led to the old red-brick school of nay youth, Where we scampered and dodged to evade the long highways, With gladsome and frolicsome antics uncouth. I want to touch fondly, the dismantled rampart. Broken and damaged by knives, stones and sticks; To sit at the desk where the guile of first sweetheart Added charm to the hours 'neath the dear old red bricks. Mothers' Day, May 11, 1924. AROUND THE ISLAND By Mickey Ahern Passing Windle's News Stand the other day, I hesitated a nmment to look at the attractive and enticing dis- play of magazines and reading mater- ial, and to joshwith"Sheik" Frank Burgess between glimpses. My eye caught the familiar names of two fellow and sister citizens of our fair town of Avalon and, needless to say, the brushing of passers-by against my boyish form (ahem) didn't bother a whit. "My Own Story," by Zane Grey, flared up at me, and "Two Lovers," by Gene Stratton-Porter, rivited my at- tention. "What, tto," as Major Molt remarks, "What have we here?" thot 1. Two citizens of Avalon with stories in the same issue of the American. I dug in my pocket for the neces- sary twenty-five cents to purchase the magazine, but my hand came out fil- led with vacuum. Wifie had neglected to turn over her salary. I needs nlust await a more favorable opportunity before purchasing the gem. (Ed's Note--Mickey did not ask Mr. Burgess for credit). Next day, while answering numer- ous questions at the counter of duty I thor every once in a while of the magazine; but when lunchtime arri- ved, the presence of my good little wife made me forget everything else but her. (Bashful me). After lunch- eon and the arrival of the "Avalon", and the resumption of my duties at the aforesaid counter, a motherly looking woman, who impressed ule considerably with her kindly features inquired in a pleasing way for sev- eral tickets. Submitting a check, I noted the re- nowned name, "Gene Stratton-Porter" and couldn't help getting talkative; telling about how I had read "The Harvester," which my sister had rec- omended to me back in dear ole Chi., with the advice or opinion, that, "A man that nice isn't living." That in- terested me: so I read it. He sure was SOME man hero and it was and is a wonderful book. The follow- ing year after reading the book, how- ever, my sister got married, so prob- ably she's changed her tnind. Mrs. Porter wos no doubt accustom- ed to such intrusions as I heaped upon her good nature; but the good lady lived up to nay favorable mind picture of the authoress as I visioned her when reading "The Harvester," "Freckles," and the other good'works front her lyen. Again the thought of the magazine came into my mind, and I went forth and purchased it. Just finished reading both stories this evening. "My Own Story," by Zane Grey, and "The Two Lovers," by Gene Stratton-Porter. I've often looked after Mr. Grey as he wended his way down the streets of Avalon, and thought of his wonderful books I had read, "The Riders of the Purple ~ Sage,"--"Wildfire" (a peach of a wild horse story)--well, I read all of them, except his last. I thonght of the wintry nights in Chicago when I curled tlp alongside the home fires and read one of his in- teresting Western stories, and he nearly nlade me quit lily job many a time to hit the trail for the west. But I'ul here nov,-, so "what's the odds." I've watched Mr. Grey bring in some massive fish--knew he was a ball player from reading his baseball stor- ies; and thought: "I guess he tries to live his stories; that's why he writes so good." One of these days we will note him blossoming out with a fish adventure story which will have us all "reel-in" (joke) while we are reading it. Avalon attracts everyone, and when parties of the renown and vision of the two esteemed writers above-men- tioned select Catalina Island as their homes, and with a ntan of Mr. Wrig- ley's foresight and enterprise pushing the name of "Catalina Island" all over the world map--watch us grow!! I got away from my theme, however. If you want to read interesting arti- cles, stories, or 'what will you,' get that magazine--both stories by fel- low or sister citizens. Very interest- ing. (I'nl not boosting Windle's sales, nor getting paid for it--but I'll bet he prints this last paragraph, even-if he cuts the rest. He's a gogetter for the nickles.) Adios! THE CATALINA A NEW LIP STICK Won't Keep Off the and the Kisses, woS Take It Off 50c AVALON DRUfi 405 Crescent Avenue LYLE PENDEGAST Attorney at 622 Stock Exchange Buildi~# 639 So. SPRING ST. Los Angeles Phone VAndike The Catalina Islander will correspondence on problems of s hological nature. ERNEST WIN Notary LeEul Documeuts Promptly Executed News Stand, 0pp. Boos HUBBARB AUTO SAL[$ AUTHORIZED FORD AND LINCOLN MOTORS REBUILT And Returned in Three DsYs CLAUDE WALTON AVALON REPRES EN TATIVI': PENS PAPER PENCILS PADS ENVELOPES