'Che Conservative. 11
A WOODLAND REVERIE.
[ Written for TUB CONSERVATIVE. ]
A lonely country rend , a little bridge on which
I stood one day in leafy Juno ,
A noisy brook ran fur below the pi > r ,
Within the deep ravine that edged the wood ,
And with its ceaseless babble sped away
To join a sister brook when on they went
Together to the sea.
On the right thick woods held close the road ,
While on the left a wealth of silken corn
Ran on a little space to where a hill
Lifted its head toward Heaven.
Behind a steep ascent , before the road ,
Gradually winding upward 'till 'twas lost
Between a narrow vista of green trees.
A lovely day in June , Oh , sweet rare Juno ,
When all the land lies open like a book
Of fairy stories learned at mother's km o ,
Too beautiful for truth , yet still they live
An unchanged reality in memory ,
Held sacred with the charmed tilings of youth.
How the birds laugh to the woods , and it in
turn
Bends with low murmurings to the brook ,
Which for the joy of their blithe messages
Can scarce contain its narrow banks ,
But lonping , bubbling , clamoring moro and
more
Speeds on to tell its good news to the sea.
Oh , mystic June ! your spell of light and air ,
Sweet perfumes from the fragrant fields and
ilowers ,
Steal in upon my soul and hold me fast.
I close these outward eyes , but know and feel
The subtle throb of Nature's finger warm
Held firm upon the pulse of hurrying spheres.
I look abroad a trace her rosy feet
On the near hills and distant mountain-slopes ,
And catch a glimpse of tniiling drapery where
The sunset touches yonder snowy cloud.
I hear in every variation sweet
The undertones of that grand harmony
Sung by the countless creat\ires of her grace.
The light wind plays a wiord and minor strain
Among the boughs of yonder lofty oak ;
A bird's sharp cry , a hawk's descending flight
With prey in beak , and the bright spell ispust.
I waken with a scathing sting of pain ,
A swift revulsion 'gainst the natxiral law
That bids us live by death.
A longing for the good , the infinite ,
A higher piano of action , nobler laws ,
That in their just fulfillment racks no pain ,
Nor mars the holiness of solitude
With a dumb creature's cry.
This is llie curse of all Immunity ,
Wo buy , wo sell , wo barter all for gain.
In daily conflict 'twixt the weak and strong
All but the mighty ones go down
With scarce a pause to mark the place they
fell.
Thus darkly raging , as when passion's hand
Strikes shivering discord from the latent lyre ,
For music's measures strung ,
So reasoned I , while slowly died the light ,
From eastern skies.
The pink along the hills to a'-lien turned ,
The mists rose silently with gliding stop ,
And hung aloft the curtains of repose ,
AH sweot-faced , white-capped muses gently
move
In watchful ministry.
The feathered folds of dewy woodlands vast ,
Chirped low their lullaby , goodnight , good
night ,
While shown against the darkening vault
above
The slender silver crescent hung aloft ,
'Mid jeweled settings of the stars.
And over till the night wind softly sang , '
Bearing the burden from a thousand throats ,
Swelling and sinking to the gentle rhythm ,
Beat by the tossing pines.
* * * * *
Thus love-locked in the arms of slumber
_ Lay the land , . '
And I with humbled heart and clearer vision
turned
Upon my homeward way ,
No moro to quarrel with the human lot ,
That spite of vexed conditions blindly strives
Upward and onward 'till love's perfect light
Shines in unshaded splendor.
Plainly I saw and blest the vision true ,
That underneath the mask of selfish greed ,
Which bids us pray , on others , looks love's
eyes
Preserving each her own.
Until the dawning of that better time
Which painfully through many cycles moves ,
When we shall stand where God's first children
stood ,
Not as they , in the untritd burst of light
That greets the newly born ;
But with trained eyes and limbs made resolute
By patient striving up the narrow path ,
The weary distance , thick beset with thorns ,
That lies between us and closed Eden's gate.
* * * * *
'Till then , dear Father , give us of Thy light ,
That wo may use the evils of our time
As foils 'gainst which to pit our strength
For mastery o'er self.
When conquering stand we , victors o'er the
source of darkness ,
And behold I the day is hero.
EMMA SHUMAN.
ADMIRAL DEWEY'S GOLDEN WORDS.
"I have never been in favor of violence
towards the Filipinos. The islands are
at this moment blockaded by a fleet ,
and war reigns in the interior. This
abnormal state of things should cease.
I should like to see autonomy first con
ceded , and then annexation might be
talked about. This is my opinion , and
I should like to see violence at once put
a stop to. According to me , the con
cession of self-government ought to bo
the most just and the most logical
solution. "
The MuKliilcy VInw.
"They assailed our sovereignty , and
there will be no useless parley , no pause
until the insurrection is suppressed , and
American authority acknowledged and
established. "
HISTORY OF NEBRASKA.
At the earnest request of J. Sterling
Morton , whom I have known for over
forty 3Tears , I consented to actively
identify myself with the proposed "His
tory of Nebraska" of which ho is editor-
in-chief. In arriving at this decision , I
have been influenced largely by a sense
of duty to future generations , and an
abiding faith in the value of this pro
posed record and review of the helpful
agencies that have contributed to the
wonderful progress and development of
the state. In my humble judgment ,
this history , under Mr. Morton's broad
plans , cannot fail to exert a continuous
and permanent influence upon the future
of our commonwealth. Not only will
Nebraska's people , climate , resources
and capabilities be better known to the
world , but the work itself will stand for
all time as the true story of the upbuild
ing of a state.
The history will be fair and impartial
to all persons and interests. The feel
ings engendered by political and other
contests will find no place in those vol
umes. I have no doubt that the work ,
under Mr. Morton's direction , will take
a broad , just and comprehensive grasp
on the subject , and will make a positive
gain to historical research and knowl
edge. What has occurred will bo so
portrayed as to make the history not
only a compendium of information , but
an entertaining and popular work for
the enlightenment of those who will
follow us.
Citizens of Nebraska should see to it
that a copy of this history is placed in
every public and school library , and
every newspaper office , not only in Ne
braska , but in all of the large cities of
the East , to the end that prospective set
tlers and investors may have ready
access to the most complete information
regarding Nebraska.
Holding these views , and having
entered upon this important duty , it is
my purpose to visit personally many of
the commercial centers of the state , and
by voice and pen , aid , as best I may ,
in creating a public sentiment favorable
to this great undertaking.
Very respectfully ,
GKOUGE L. MILT.EU ,
Associate Editor.
HOW IS IT DONE ?
The remarkable success of the method of
healing without drugs as developed and prac
ticed and taught by Prof. Theodore Kharas , of
Nebraska City , Neb. , has caused the scientific
world , the thinking class of people , to inquire
"How is it done ? " The method is easily explained -
plained , and to people who will lay aside old
prejudices long enough to write for literature ,
the explanation will bo entirely satisfactory.
There is a class of people who do not want to
know any more than they know now. They
needn't write for they couldn't learn anything
anyway. The Klumis Method of
Healing appeals only to educated people the
ignorant and superstitious are afraid to inves
tigate. They think the only euro for disease is
something which tastes bitter and smells bad.
Prof. Kharas cures by Vital Magnetism all
curable diseases without the use of drugs or
surgery. Treatment by the "Absent Method"
equally successful , but recovery is not quite so
rapid as whnro personal treatment is taken.
School of MngiHitlHin and the Nebraska
Magnetic IiiHrinary is at Nebraska City.
Branch Infirmaries at Weeping Water and Au
burn , Nob. Others will soon be established in
various parts of the country.
HELP WANTED Good , conscientious , hon
est men wanted to take charge of branch in
firmaries at splendid salaries. Write for par
ticulars.
Remember , you can got literature and any
information you want by asking for it.
PROF. THEO. KHARAS , Supt. , '
Nebraska City , Nebraska ,