THE QUIET HOUR
A STUDY OF LIFE.
By J. O. Shroyer.
(Continued from last week.)
What are our conceptions of the
import of life and its' possibilities?
Are they large and magnificent or are
they contracted and narrow? We
are placed here in a great world on
a plane where boundaries are limit
less and where our own accomplish
ments are limited by the zeal of our
ambitions and the tenacity of our
determination.
The soul of breadth, depth and
power goes onward and upward, nev
er ceasing in the growth of honor
able desires and the anticipations of
noble accomplishments; realizing that
hope leads on to anticipation and
that actual realization is the desir
able result of noble aspirations.
‘Tis not. the environment of birth,
’tis not the distinction of ancestry,
nor the greatness of our surround
ings that indicate the possibilities of
our attainments and the heigths of
our ambitions. Out of the great
unseen, out of the world, unknown,
out of the ages eternal, even from
the midst of the wrecks of chaos
and unmeasured confusion, have
sprung the brightest minds ol which
literature bears record. The youtli
of obscurity becomes the hero of bis
time and tl)» alegories of history
pise . weak scrviliy, the indecisive
Discouragement flies from the door
of him who welcomes industry. Let
the spirit of enthusiasm cast. its’
glow over a human soul and the veil
of gloom is widely rent., the sunshine
of hope will enter ami where it is
the darkness of melancholy can no
abide.
Cultivate spiritual discernment and
a taste for righteousness, des
pise wea kservility, the indecisive
character and impre inclination. And
strike for the higher attainments ot
life and above the mire of despair
wo shall walk on the solid __ plateau
of worthy achievements, a satisfac
tion to ourselves, an inspiration to
our comrades and an honor to our
country.
Enter the battle of life that lies
before you, with your soul filled with
faith, faith in yourself, faith in your
follows and faith in your God. G‘t
the glow of faith illuminate your
pathway.
I.< i our inclinations be guided by
a noble iuu']ios< and a true sense of
duty alone mark the limits of our
action-. lie question of vital im
portance to ourselves and the world,
is not how long we shall live? But
rather, what is the value of our ac
complishments? A hundred years
of indecision, selfishness or indolence
is not worth so much as a decade of
a mind full of deceiive action, con
trolled by a spirit of generosity and
nobility of purpose.
Help humanity about you, strive to
do the right thing for those depend
ent upon you. Humanity and justice
demands it, but whence comes the
justice in making of yourself a shriv
eled, fossilized antiquity, no enjoy
ment in your own life only as it cen
ters in some parasite that feeds tip
on your strength.
Your body, your soul and your be
ing are ns precious in the sight of
God as that of any other of his crea
tures.
The world respects the man or wo
man who strives to make the lives of
their fellow beings happier, it re
spects him more who makes of his
own life a thing worth while.
Nature bestowed upon each of us
the desire for happiness and person
al enjoyment and that life is a colos
sal failure that blights and shrinks
into mere nothingness in order to
help others.
There is such a thing as a life well
rounded out, enough of service, e
nough of hard work, enough of se
rious thought, but also a little self
consideration, a little pleasure, a
little leisure to view the glories of
this grand old world through which
wc pass but once. We are passing
on, on into the great unknown.
Must this life be a period of slavery
in order that we can enter the heav
en beyond? Are all the plesauros be
|
yoml the grave? Must we shut our
eyes to golden ruby sunset? Have
we no time to admire the rainbow
that glitters beside our own path
way? Are wo slaves until death
strikes the shackles from our arms?
Toil, toll, toil forever restless soul.
Dig, dig, dig in the mines of the
earth until the funeral bell tolls off
the years of your servitude. Slave
for wealth, that your heirs and de
signing attorneys may fatten upon
your spoils. Grind away you miser
able wretch, until the yoke of labor
galls your neck. You have never as
serted your right to live and enjoy
earth and it's glories. And as your
bones begin to stiffen and you find
yoursi If growing useless, you are a
ware that the world is noticing it
and wishes that you would cease to
exist.
You never have enjoyed life and
now you are in no position to help
others do so and they wish you would
pass on. Are you waiting for a
Judgement Day to bring you your re
ward? Ilehold, it is at hand, every
day you are measured, marked and
stamped by the public, by yourself,
byr your friends and by your God.
Your every action calls for judgement,
i the great day of Judgment is not a
j thousand a hundred nor ten years
hence. It is now. Right a wrong to
day as you pass along. Do well the
duties that you find and all will be
well.
THE QUEEN OF TROUBLES.
It is a serious matter Jo be the wife
of a man of genius. The trials of a
spinster or of the wife of an ordinary
man may be foreseen; but the wo
man who marries a genius can be
sure that her perplexities will take
new form every week.
Mrs. Carlyle has represented the
class for the last twenty years. It
looks as if the Countess Tolstoi might
reach the undesirable eminence of
Queen of Troubles when the true stor
y of the Tolstoi family shall be writ
ten.
The countess was married at sev
enteen. She was taken at once to
the remote country home of her hus
band. She bore bun thirteen children
She saw him alter his way of life,
changing the cart ful dress of the Rus
sian gentleman for the coarse blouse
and clumsy shoos of the peasant,
iiis doctrine of non-resistance, until
he was r< ady to say that if he saw
her and iiis daughters attacked by
robbers, he would not lift a hand to
defend them.
She struggled with a brave patience
to adjust to her children’s education
her husbands theory that they should
be taught, not to think, but to veg
etate, not t.o act but to leave all de
termining action to fate. She met as
best she could tin* count’s financial
eccentricities,—oontrviing for him,
persuading him, defending him,—as
she would a spendthrift boy who re
garded neither conventionality nor re
sponsibility.
At the end lie- countess had to on
dure her husband's setting the cruel
stamp of desertion upon his wife’s
long loyalty. He preferred to slip a
way and face death alone rather than
surrounded by his kindred. He was
not the first who has so preferred,
but he must be almost the first who
has yielded to the temptation so to
indulge himself.
Tolstoi's service to Russia cannot
be reckoned. That he was a great
awakening force may not be gainsaid,;
but all ins virtues, liis honesty, his
simplicity, ins courage, may be need
ed to balance the debit which his wif
holds in the account, against her man
of genius —Youths Companion.
Entertained Falls City Ladies.
The following taken from the Mont
pelier Evening Herald relates to an
entertainment given for Mrs. Margar
et Maddox, Mrs. Guy Greenwald, and
Miss May Maddox of this city.
Tuesday afternoon's "at home” wit
Mrs. Susan Moddox, Mrs. George
Crum and Miss Maddox compliment
ary to Mrs. .Margaret Maddox, Mrs.
Guy F. Greenwald and Miss Mae Mad
I
ilox of Falls City, Neb., and Floss
Crum at the home of Mrs. Maddox!
was one of the pleasant social events j
of the Christmas season. The guests
I
I for the afternoon began to arrive at
the appointed hour and were met by
| Miss Grace Maddox and presented to
i Mrs Maddox and Mrs. Crum and the
tiic honor guests. Kensington was tile
pastime of the afternoon. The guests
mingled thruout the tastefully arrang
ed rooms frequently visiting the re
freshing ptineh bowl which was pre
sided over by Miss Crum. During
the course of the afternoon's enter
tainment dainty refreshments wore
served.
The evening was the scene of an
other pleasant gathering when guests
for eleven tables of whist were en
tertained. I'pon arrival pretty score
cards of holly decorations were pre
sented to the guests who found their
places at the various tables and sev
eral games of the diversion were en
joyed. Punch was served thru out tli
evening and dainty refreshments com
pleted tile evenings entertainment.
Mrs. Hamer of Hartford City was
present.
The Father of the Man.
Miss Amelia Austin listened with
breathless attention to Mrs. Amasa
Hunting's radiant account of the do
ings of James Hunting, her husbands
younger brother, who had left Wo
brook-in-the-Hills in his youth and
had become a millionaire.
“Where is Jim this summer?" Miss
Amelia inquired, at the end of the
recital.
“He lias gone abroad for baths,” re
pleid Mrs. Hunting.
"I ain’t one mite surprised to hear
that,” Miss Amelia said. “Ilis moth
er never could make him wash his
neck."—Youths Companion.
Amusing Advertisements.
A London periodical recently offer
ed a prize for the best collection of
unintentionally amusing advertise
ments. Here is a part of one list.
It embodies illustrations of the cu
rious effect which the misplacing of a
comma or of a word or two, often
has upon the meaning of a sentence:
“Annual sale now going on, Don’t go
elaewhere to be cheated—come in
here." “A lady wants to sell her pia
no, as she is going abroad in a strong
iron frame..” “Wanted, a room for
two gentlemen about thirty feet long
and twenty feet broad.” “Lost, a col
liedog by a man on Saturday answer
ing to Jim with a brass collar around
bis neck and a muzzle.” “Wanted,
by a respectable girl, her passage to
Now York; willing to take care of
children and a good sailor.” ”Itespoe
able widow wants washing for Tues
day." "For sale a pianoforte, the
property of a musician with carved
legs.” “M. Brown, furrier, begs to
announce that he will make up gowns
capes, etc., for bulb's out of their
own skin.” “A boy is wanted who
can open oysters with a reference.”
"Bulldog for sale, will eat anything;
very fond of children.” “Wanted an
organist and a boy to blow tin- same.
‘‘Wanted, a boy to bo partly outside
and partly behind the counter." “Lost
near lllghgate archway, an umbrella
belonging to a gentleman with a bent
rib and a bone handle.” “Widow in
comfortable circumstances wishes to
marry two sons." "To be disposed of
a mail phaeton, the property of a
gentleman with a movable head
piece as good as new.”
HowTo Stop
-A
Stubborn Cough
We don't mean just stop the ini- |
tation in your throat—but cure the !
underlying cause.
Cough syrups cannot do this. It
takes a constitutional tonic body
builder to do the work properly—
and cure you to stay cured. Vinol
is the remedy you need.
1IKUK IS I’KOOF
Mrs. Minnie Osgood, of <;iens Fall*,
N. V., writes:-" After trying several rem
edies for a bad cough android without
benefit, I was asked to try Vinol. It
worked like magic. It. cured my cold
and cough and I gained in health and
strength. I consider Vinol the most
wonderful tonic and invigorator I ever
saw."
If we cannot stop that cough
with VINOL—our delicious cod
liver and iron tonic—which is made
without oil—we will not charge
you a cent for the medicine you
buy. This seems like a pretty fair
proposition—and ought to be ac
cepted. Don’t you think so? With
this understanding we ask you to
try a bottle of VINOL.
A. G. WANNER. Druggist,
LRIGH r COLORS WIN THE DAY
Indian Parents Finally Decide on
Vermilion Hue for Cap for Their
Papoose.
Mr. mul Mrs. John Brown of Ponder
canto to Omaha to buy a cap for their
| baby, the Bee of that city says. Mr,
l Brown has another name, Johnny lied
Hull, and Mrs. Brown's name trans
lated Into Kngllsh means Annie Gray
Cow. The papoose Is not yet chris
tened.
Although shy on nomenclature, the
Indian boy is well-fitted with clothes.
What garments I’ender stores anil the
Indian agency can afford the baby lias
already had, but still one item has
been missing. No cap.
“We have a very fine line of baby
caps," began the clerk, hut desisted
when she saw that the customers were
looking at the caps and not listening
to her.
The modus operand! of the selec
tion was a follows: Johnny Red Hull i
held the lit by and his wife put a cap
on the papoose's head. Then Mrs.
Rrown stood back aud surveyed the
effect. After a long look she in turn
hehl the baby In her arms and Johnny
took an observation.
First a brown cap was tried. Then
one of dark blue. Johnny grunted
with satisfaction at tills, but his wife's
eye had caught a liliny affair much
bedecked with lace, and she promptly
clapped Ibis on the infant's head.
Then she smiled in a pleased way.
Taking the cap off she patted the
lace, smoothed it down and generally
observed it with evident pleasure,
thus proving that admiration of lace
is not confined to white women, who,
one is informed, do much delight to
ornament themselves with lace.
Sporty floorwalkers were laying
lets that the lace cap would win the
day, and the outlook for this did look
good, when suddenly Johnny Red
Hull untight sight of still another baby
cap. He motioned toward it. Neither
he nor his wife had so far said a
word, while the baby was as Impassive
and silent as a block of wood.
Tin* cap was produced, Johnny look
ed nest Ion and the clerk said $1.25.
Johnny forked il over and the three
depa rted.
The cap was a bright vermilion liuo.
I
PICTURE OF PARTRIDGE LIFE I
Little Birds Understood Their Moth
er’s Warning Note and Obeyed
Her at Once.
A few days ago while walking along
a deep ditch beside a long disused
road In soft sand and with noiseless
step 1 came to a sort of screen of '■
grapevine, peered through and saw i
a very attractive spectacle. There
was a partridge and more than a
dozen little ones something like n
third grown. The mother was crouch
ed in the warm sand with one wing
spread and with her bill was preening
her feathers while two little birds
crept under the stiffened wing as If
it were- an umbrella. Some of the lit
tle fellows were dusting themselves,
scratching away with their feet and
wriggling in the sand, as happy as a
lot of English sparrows in a dusty
street. One bird on tiptoe was elms- j
ing an in.met end had the luck to get i
it. v. i il(i another or, the fringe of the j
shrubbery was cutlt.- otne seeds. The j
mother looked very proud indeed, and i
1 thought it a very happy family.
I made no sound myself, but heard j
a little rustle in the bushes. IIow
quickly the scene changed. Hut a
few feet back of the mother there lay
part of a broken white oak limb cov
ered with lichen. The quail uttered
a sharp note or two, turned her head**
stood alert, and the birds, with two
exceptions, ran to the sides of the
fallen branch and crouched there,
looking precisely like the limb and its
lichens. There was not another mo
tion tind the mother and two of the
birds which nestled under her were
as still as If they had been frozen.
When I took my eyes off that limb for |
an instant and then looked again it
wtis hard to tell the birds from the
wood. Nothing more happened and in
a minute the mother gave quite a dif
ferent note and the little quail came
out again and resumed their sports.— 1
Forest and Stream.
A Perennial Peril.
The crinoline of the 'GOs is believed
to have been invento' by one of three
Frenchmen a certain Joseph Thomas,
who died a short time ago in the
I'nit< d States; a draper's assistant,
who is nameless, or one Ueindenrech,
an executioner, who "flourished" din
ing tile Second Empire.. On what one
might very well call circumstantial
evidence I rather favor the execu
tioner.
It is pointed out that the soft hoop
which now encircles so many smart
skirts might easily develop into some
tiling much more substantial and that
from wearing bee-hive bonnets Dame
Fashion might easily turn for variety
to bee hive petticoats. Hut I hope the
No Crinoline League of 1903, if it is
still in existence, has its corporate or
secretarial eye on thut hoop.—Lady's
Pictorial.
German Red Tape.
On December 23 last Dr. Koelpin,
professor at the University of Bonn,
was killed in a railway accident near
Scheessel. The provincial authorities
have now sent in a claim to Frau
Koelpin, the widow, demanding eight
shillings expended at the time of the
accident on removing the blood-stains
from the railway premises. The au
thorities inform Frau Koelpin that if
she does not pay she will be proceed
ed against.
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A Typewriter Test That Tleans
Something
UUndfold yourself. Have ten typewriters of different make placed
In a row—a Monarch somewhere among them.
Try each keyboard In turn. The machine with the lightest touch
will be the
MONARCH
LIGHT TOUCH
and you can locate it every time no matter how its position be
! changed.
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I
[/
•lust as the proper tools produce the best work, so docs a respon
sive key action increase the offeiency of a stenographer. It saves
her strength. Therefore, she has a better grip on her work, is
more accurate, more rapid, gets a greater quantity of work done.
There is no "three-o’clock fatigue" where the Monarch is used, j
und a few days’ trial will convi nee you of this fact.
SKND I'OR MONARCH IJTKUATUKK
Light Touch Honarchs are Solti on the
Monthly Payment Plan
A post card will bring full information.
<; IVK US A TRIAL OROKR ON SUPPLIES.
The /Monarch Typewriter
Company
ill South loth Street, Omaha, Neb.
Isn't Right Now of your financial condition ? j
a Good Time to 1)lirinU these years of pros
TT - peritv how much of your in
*'<"|,*oc* come have you saved? Per
haps very little, if any. Why not start right now
by opening an account with the !
Fails City State Bank
and conserve your income from now on? 'Ibis bank
furnishes deposit slips, checks and pass books free
and pays interest on lime Deposits and UjllED
REN’S ACCOUNTS.
LAND
That Will Make You Rich
The greatest combination of industrialism and farming, now
rapidly developing, is to be found along the Burlington Route
in the vicinity of
SHERIDAN, WYOMING,
HARDIN AND BILLINGS, MONT.,
AND IN THE BIG HORN BASIN
where large, deeded, alfa ranches that have made millionaires of
the owners, are being divided into small farms, and where Gov
ernment irrigated homesteads and Carey Act lands are available.
A WONDERFULLY RICH COUNTRY Y on can get hold of an
irrigated farm within a radius of a few miles of excellent coal,
natural gas, illuminating oil. building materials, last growing
towns that have varied industries.
PI RSONALLY CONDUCTED EXCURSIONS —On the lirst and
third Tuesdays I personally conduct landseekers’ excursions to
these lands.
E 0 WHITFORD, Ticket Agent
L. W. WAKELEY, General Passenger Agt.
OMAHA. NEBRASKA
Let The Tribune print
your SALE BILLS
Good Work Resonable Prices