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THE RED CLOUD CHIEF, FRIDAY, MAY 29, 189(5.
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CLASS OF '90.
Continued from nw 1.
Vrophery.
Hrenlho upon mo, 0 Muc., the
gift or houh. 0 Jupiter, god of tlio
flreeks nmt Houiiiiii. if tliuit becst a
(oil, carry mo out ol the 1 0th con
luri, hnufc, back to lliu fliriiio or Del
phi, wlioro tliy mutliritif-H nnd thy
omens are cnnMrutd, unroll for ub,
tonight, the oroll of tlio future as
thou ilIflHt in tlio timo of Acncnp,
when tlio hltlo hand of Trojan a hat
tlod s desperately with tl.o ulciurtitp;
rend in twain that dark, uiyhturioui
voil which hangs bo'wecti us unci our
destiny; or, il thou becnt too agd,
give to us at least to hoar tlio mutter
itips f thy voice, to see the presonco
of thy face.
Source had I breathed my prayer,
when, lo, tlio North Wind nnd tlio
South Wind, and the Kant Wind and
tho West Wind rushed upon me with
a mighty roar. In the awful ohaoH
that followed, I was horno past hill
nd dale, over continent and ocean,
and finally gently laid at tho fool of u
boautiful mountain. I looked about
Die. A Htrango peoplo clad in quaint
garments; an imptuotrablj forest;
tho hluo sea shimmering in tho dis
tance; the Bnow-oappcd mouQtain,
pparkling in tho suuHhino, appeared
around mo. I was bowildored by tho
quaintniss, by tho wealth of natural
splendor. Turning, I askod n passer
by: "I'riend, where nui I?" The
venerable biro, compassionately gazing
upon me, answorcd in tho plainest
Volupuk: "This is Delos, tho isle of
tho Delphio oraole. Yonder is the
ahrine of Jupiter."
1 was somewhat stunned, thinking
that perhaps this was a cruel jest, but,
bearing tho whirr of wings, I glanced
above. There, balancing himself up
on tho uir, was a shadowy form bock
oniog to me. As soon as ho saw my
uplifted eyes, he also addressed mo in
that strango now universal language:
'Bo not nfraid; Mercury, tho wing
footed messenger of tho gods, sum
mons thee to the shrine of the father.
Follow mo."
On and on I went, past tiny rill
and rivulet, through rocky gorge,
along a steep abyss. I reached the
wildeEt, wierdest spot of all that isle.
Before mo strctehed tho great, rest
less, murmuring, complaining sea;
behind, tho forest, whoso giant trees
nodded nnd sighed and nnswored
back the deep. In this solitudo was
tho bhrino of Apollo; hero ho was
wont to diicloio himself. Awed by
tho uutul sublimity, 1 sat nnd museu
Suddenly tho artillery of tho hky
thundered to tho left of mo. Tho
reverberations rolled and rolled nnd
rolled against tho rook-bound caverns;
Tho jagged lightning played upon tho
waves, tho sea became uncommonly
agitntcd. Then above u crested wave
appeared a hoary head; tho luminous
ojos shono full upon me. "Child of
tho sotting sun," qunih he, "Thy
wi-h is urantcd. Heboid tho scroll of
timo ! Tho Hook of tho ages shall
open fr the." Tho boat!, frosted by
fivo thousand winters, dr. oped for
ward on tho aged breast. Intensely
did I listen for tho prophetic words.
Slowly tho ondless roll of parohmont
unwound itBolf. Thero was a whirr
and olioking us of a spring looso from
its attachment. Pago upon pago of
tho Hook or Timo pai-sod through into
tho water. Then there was a clicking
very liko an Kdison Phonograph.
Monotonously the name and history of
Keneratioiis past an 4 generations yet
unborn was chanted. At last famllinr
sounds began to shapo tbonitclvca.
Then faintly floated up to mo tho
vainly smothered sighs of die 'Mors,
who failed to be. 1 ihuddor with
tbom, but a cog 1ms slipped. I
hear no more. A long bluhk follows.
Now, again I hear acoustomod namos.
Tho first to hold njy fancy is that of
Jcnnir II.ll. Her pist spcodi by, we
caro uot for it 'tis her future that w
wish to hear. Listen with mo. Thus
chains the unearthly voice: "Having
eomploted a four years oourso at tho
Univorsity, Jennie receivos tho honors
of hor class for Greek and Latin. But
sun views nor laurels in a very matter
of fact way, and just liko a woman
she proceeds to 6ud some one to help
h-r war them, Her search is soon
rewarded and she spend the remain.
d-rofhrr days entilentedly fight ng
N'-biiiska dust, battling wiih the moth
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-.. . .. H,u,u,BIDg candy. TJ.odown to rest, nnd mother nature
children love her for she is vory gen- 'onnhng thr-ugh her sunbeam, awaken
eromanl the sick an 1 noedv o'uhxh tl... ,.,.l, . ..i ..i.... r
luve inrnd in Juunk." But hmlf.or ha- ii.lwd, utuljU U followed j
a new n n mi) drops upjii our ears. 'Tis
that of Melon Itoby. After oomplet
inc her high school course, Helen
ponds several months visiting among
her friends. Soon tiring of this sho
goes (o tho Iiofton conservatory.
Gradually sho crawls to the top of tho
ladder of fame, Sho stars in tho lead
ing quartet in tho land. But she
wearies of active life and coinei home
to visit her parents. Alas for her
public earcor. She wants a friend of
her childhood. Two hearts that beat
apart now beat as one and timo rolls
on. Agnin the namo has changed.
Having completed school life Lucy
Kxines spends two years traveling.
Lucy has been quite a connoisseur of
old oliina and wherever sho hears of &
rro picoo of that fragilo fabric, sho
goes. Hut this is not all. She is a
fair judgo of old bric-a-brac and knows
a good thing when she ices it as timo
can attest by her early marriage with
old nionoy bags, agod seventy.
A click, a whirr, another has missed
and anothor pago rolls by, and then
Mamio Weidcman, the new woman,
breaks upon our cars. She has begun
a tour of tho world lecturing on dress
reforms and hygenics. Her lifo Is a
very happy one. Many n woary
woinanV burden is lightened by her
winning smile and kindly words.
Whcro she goes she converses in tho
language of tho land. Her namo be
comes a synonym for right and justice
and self sacrificing heroism.
Tiill ninny n rose Is born to titiiih unseen,
And w.ittt- Its sweetness on the ilenorl air,"
Not so Pearl Ludlow. Sweet, gen-
tin v,
en lives in Iter cottaco bv the
sea,
Each summer troops of fresh
uir ohildren prattle about her door.
Her own sweet tots guilolossly minis
ter to tho rough and rugged soatnan
nnd although Pearl is not wealthy
many peoplo blobs her kindly gifts,
and timo rolls on.
Many an unknown futuro glides
along. Will wo never hear tho wished
for name? Ah ! Hero it is. Lot us
know her by her deeds. After several
years of drudgery, Joanetto Dilloy
emerges from a tohool of oratory, a
polished olooutioniet. Her full rieh
tones lingor lovingly upon tho rhym
ing, chiming, wrangling, clanging,
jangling, cadenco of "Tho Bolls" by
Poe. Sho has other favorites besides
this. Her leisuro is spent in the gay,
whirl of society. Her olassmatos of
915 fool theiuxulves forgotten. Sho lives
for tho applause winch nverywhore
greets her. Hut tho onu event which
causes her to bo revered in a half
dozon hearts, is her, original "Ode to
the class of !)G" delivered boforo the
AluiHiii association of hor Alma
Mater.
For myself what does tho future
hold in store? I strain my ears to
hear. Eagerly I scan tho fuco of the
agod Appelo, and wntch the uncoiling
scroll. Am I about to bo cnlight.ncd?
A crash, a din, n thunderbolt is
hurled against tho o.ivernod rocks. A
forked tongue of tiro darts rroiu tho
uppor air. 1 look out upon tho sea
and all is empty solitude.
MAIiv L. Kamks, Prophetess.
The Love otWiitloiiN.
Love is a mighty passion excited by
boauty, by whatever is ploasing. Lo
us fancy with Plato n muu grown to
maturity in partial darkness, brought
suddenly into tho upper air to soo tho
sunrise Could wo conceiva his won
der, his astonishment, in viewing for
tho fint timo a sight which wo diily
look upon with indifference. Could
wo wonder that ho stands there dumb,
awed by tho awful sublimity, as tho
golden orb of tho rising sun floods the
hilltops with oelostial light. But
God's mighty lovo is to ho soen not
alone in tho suoriso. Staud with me
soiuo balmy Juuo morning by tho side
of a clear and limpid brook, a magnifi.
cent gem in earth's coronal ehaplet,
as tho mist liko banners of clouds
utifold nud clasp thn air. What holy
joy and admiration fi'U your soul as
you watch tho pennons floating onward
beokoningjou upward, upward, up
ward. That is grandeur, that is sub
liruiiy, that is lovo. This green,
flowery, rock-built earth, tho rirors,
the sea eohoing our overv Dasslon.
Iho great azure domo enveloping us,
me oiouus over frowning or Mailing,
tne lightning, thn rain, ail of nature's
handiwork is prrfeot,
How grand and how beautiful ig tho
oeasoless roll of tim-l The frost king
exhausted by his tireless effort to deok
IIIR World in iiarn a hu .. . !..:. l
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by an old but nowcr bonuty. Whon
wo roaliao that for thousands oT years
peoplo havo loved tho same nature
that wo lovo so well; that they havo
regarded tho grand march of tho sea
sons with tho same admiration with
which wo regard it; thnt they Kavo
been dominated by tho same passions
which dominato us; that they express
ed their emotions in the same way in
whioh wo express ours; then it is wo
feel ourselves bound to all ercntion by
aa unrelcasable tic. When wo con
sider that thero is nothing new in the
world; that every idea we coMCoive,
every thought wo express, is bnt a
reiteration; that all nations at all
times havo been influenced by like
motives; that our present ago of en.
lightonment is to bo surpassed by an
other as far in advance of us as wo
aro in advanoo of our forefathers;
whon wo consider tho vastaess of time
and tho myriads of 'peoplo that havo
lived and aro now living wo oan but
partially oonoeivo how difficult it is
for an individual to climb to tho pin
naole of fame and remain boldly sil
houetted against tho background of
tho ages.
But lovo is a mighty power whioh
presorves tho rocords of our heroes.
A nation's greatness is but tho reflec
tion of tho groat men's deeds. Noblo
characters, whether thoy bo men of
action or of loiters, inspiro us with a
fooling akin to that cxporionoca by
thoir own ago. Wo fool their gran d
eur of tho soul, the sublimity of the
mind, tho greatness of the motives
the vastness of ooncoption that mado
them tho choson of tho age, tho mill
stones of generations.
Go with mo back to tho childhood
of nations. Whon tho first bcautifu 1
morning light broko ou Europe, when
all yet lay in frosh young radiance, as
of a great sunriso, then ourKuropc
was boginning to think, to bo. Won
der, hopo, and infinite, immoastirablo
radianoo burst upon the minds of mon
strong Bons of nature Iloro was
Odin nu untrained captain and fighter,
discorning with his wild flashing eyes
what to do, with his wild linn heart
daring aid doing; he was a poet too,
a prophet, a groat devout thinker, and
an inventor too, as tho truly great
manjovor is. Thustthe shadowy form
of Odin comes to us. Ho was a god;
tho ehiof god of his people, whoso de
votion to him was unlimited. Thoir
love expanded until it transcended all
bonds, till it tilled and overflowed tho
wholo field of their thought. He was
as a great light kindled in tlu dark
vortox of the Norso mind.
Ho was a typical Norseman; tho
fincH Teuton whom that raco had over
produced. To this very time, ovcry
true, deep thinkor is n kind of Odin,
a toaoher ol nivn, who moulds a por
tion of tho world's history after his
own likeness. The man Pericles has
fashioned for himself a statute
tr.oro enduring tli.m tiurblo. Tho
glory of tho Auyustau at Homo, or of
thoKliaibeteanogoin England, is dim
when compared with the half century
following the battle ol Salamus, the
ago of Periclus, when Athens was tho
intellectual conter of the world. Who
can namo a greator coulptor than
Phidias, or a bettor architect than tho
designer of tho Porthenon; who moro
faithful and thoughtful historians
havo wo than Herodotus and Thuoy
dides; who, but Shakespeare, can
vie as tragio poet with Aeschylus,
Sophocles and Euripides? What
other mortal has shown a keon
er nnd truer philosophic mind, and a
noblor heart than Socrates? Yet all
those men lived for tlio glory of Ath
ens, and their admiration of tho world.
What Perioles was to Athons, Ctusar
was to Rome. Ho was tho most com
plote man of history for his gonius
was transoandent in three directions
in politics, in war, in literature.
Long ago a poor shepherd people
after wandering uunoticod in the
deserts lince tho creation of the
World, until a horo prophet tamo down
to them with the word that appoaled
to their exoilablo natures. Thin tke
unknown tribe buosmo world famom.
Within one century after IWoham
mod oamo, Arabia was startling the
world with hor meteoric flash which
burst from Delhi to Grenada.
England boasts today of having pro
duoed tho world's greatest poet. She
has justly said: "Which Englishman
or million of Englismnn that havo
boon boon born in this land of ours
would wo not give up rather than tho
Stratford peasant Shnkcspiaro. Ho
is tho grandest thing wo havo yet
uone. for oso honor nmuiii! fureiin
Uvin, us .id oruaniuiit to vur Eng
lish household, what item is thero
that wo would not surrender rather
than him."
Thus we get a glimpso of tho great
love and adoration a nation bestows
upon a nan who, in a soase, is their
heart' idol. Tko memory of Shako
speare has been ineffaeeably graven
on tho mind of mm.
"WlutH piece nl work Is man'
How iiublu In reason I
How Infinite In f.iciiltlM!
In form ami iiisvIiik, Iiow express and
admirable!
In action how Ilk nn nnfro'I
lu apprehviislou how like a noil!"
Let England boast her Shakespeare,
hor Milton, her Pitt; but lot us Amer
icans reverently cherish our Wash
ington the noblo father of a mighty
nation. Let as render unto him the
love, tho admiration, tho homago that
are his due.
The marl) red Lincoln whoso
strength was hewed from the forest,
and the fibor of whoso soul was woven
with tho warp and woof of sorrow nud
eare, stands by tho sido of Washiag.
ton in strength and grandeur, tho
preserver of the union and tho liber
ator of a shaoklod, fettered raoe. The
world sees him and cries, "Behold a
man."
Eacli having touched the sources of
eternal might and having linked thoir
lives to truth, right and justioe be
queathed to all mankind a lasting
blessing. When men oommune with
God and God comes down to men, the
sacrod vessels of his ministry become
perpetual altars whore following gener
ations bum tho holy incense of tlnir
love. A nation loves God's noblemen,
the mon and women who havo con
quered personal ambition, selfish mo
tives, and tho petty affairs of life; who
have given their talent to their fellow
men and thoir lives for thoir nation's
life.
0, God, lot us thy servants so live
that in our humble sphero wo mny re
oeivo our portion of a nation's love.
VALEBICTOKY.
As tho toIco ot the watch to tlio nurluers
dream;
As the tootstcpt of Spnn on the lee-lr-
died stream.
There comes a soft footstep, a whisper, to me,
Tho vMon Is over, the rivulet free.
We Imvo trod from the threshold of turbu
lent March,
Till tuoKreen scarf of April Is liutigon the
larch.
And down thn bright hillside that welcome
the day,
Wo hear the warm parting of butlful May.
We will nart before summer has opened her
w n,
And the bosom of Jtmu swells thoboilk'o of
spring.
While the hop of the season Ilea fresh In the
bud.
And tho voting life or uataroruns warm In
ourbloud.
It Is but a word nnd the chain Is unbound,
'1 ho blncel-jt of steel drops uncluoped to tho
Kroimd:
Nn hand sh.ill replace It, It rests wnero It fell,
It Is but iinoidtlmt we all know too woll.
Yet tho hawk with tho wlldness untamed In
Ins oje,
If you free him. stares round eruhd dpilnt-s
to thn skj ;
Tho slave who no longer his fotters restrain
Will turn for u moment and look at his
chalin.
IliitiiowatthuKaUof the caiden wo stand,
Anil the moment has come fur tiuchisplui;
the h.tnd;
Will jou drop It like lead, aud In silence io
tie.it I.lt e tlio twenty rrushed forms from an om
liltuit sent 7
Nay ! Jlold It one moment, -the hm we may
share,
I stretch It In klndnes nnd not for my faro;
You may pass through tlio doorway in rank
or In tile,
If jour ticket from Nature Is stamped with
a Htnlle,
Tor the sweetoit of smiles I the emtio as we
part
Yf hen the IlKht round the lips Is a ray f mm
Hie lieiirt;
And lest a stray tear from the fountain might
swell.
We will seal the brlaht sprlu with a unlet
farewell.
Mamie E. Wbidkman.
I'leasures are like napplei spread,
You slee the tlower, Its bloom Is shed.
Tho momentary gratification of one's
desire for pleasuro ia puroly aelfisli.
All our onorgict) and resources aro of
ten expended for that whioh pleases
tho sense and then in a moment all
is gone exoept tho memory whioh soon
grown tasteless and insipid. Thoso
who live for the pleasures and not
tho real thing of lifo aro tho ones
that aro always dissatisfied. When
Starting out iu life if wo reok only to
do that which gives us ploasuro we
will always bo wretched, but if we
work for others we will Do prosperous
aud happy. Look at soma of our
groat men, if they had wrought only
for self, their names today, instead of
being emblazoned is oharaoters of im
mortality, would havo been consigned
to tho darkness of eternal oblivion,
Men whose Uvcb havo been spent in
tho paths of duty, havo enjoyed moro
true happinoiS than thoso who havo
frittered away their timo in profitless
amusointiuts.
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Kaley's Spring Announcement.
$10 m premiums will be given to the persona supplying the
missing words in our announcement, each trial to be ac
companied by the purchase of a pair of our popular
Shoes or Oxfords. Contest to close June 1st.
1 AVe have now for our.
2 a largo assortment of """"""" " '
spring stylcB, in Men's, Women'snd'C
3 which we have
4 a large and appreciating !!1!111"11!!1!1!!!!"""."""."."1
5 for some time... "
G Wo have now the finest assortment of shoes tho
7 of this community have ever had the
8 of seeing, and at such.
9 as will make them verv
10 We have never depended
ii oi nauunng tne common low.
12 goods entirely, although the ""
1J ot the country has compelled us to
14 this olass of goods more than at aiiy"""""".
io time, we nave m the finest
IG for experienced workmen to
17 While our store is not a
18 We have been and will be
10 to keep a clean, bright, and
20 where the most fastidious or
21 can come and be carefully
nn flii. 1 .! -o
- ntieu witn a Handsome
23 of elegant and fashionable
24 or with the heavier and more serviceable
25 Travel from the Atlantic or the
2G and you will not find a single
27 who should be better satisiTed "or more
28 than we, on account of the liberal
29 given me. It has encouraged us and"".'
30 the way for greater and more
31 efforts to satisfy each and every one""of
Yours for honest endeavor and increased trade,
A. H. KALEY,
Proprietor Cincinnati Boot and Shoe Store,
Fed Cloud, Nebraska.
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ANNOUNCE TO THE
PUBLIC,
as well as her old customers,
that she has on hand
a complete
line of Millinery
in all the latest styles,
And prices to suit the times,
Eggs taken in exchange.
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