THE HESPERIAN
"Now as to tho romance," I wont on,
"of course there was a rival but first there
was a romance. Any body can see with
half an eye that you are the victim of a ro
mance. I knew it when I first met you.
You were eating dinner at Mike's camp. I
watched you cat. I said to myself, ;Ile has
a romance. lie will call me out into some
desert place some moonlight night and pour
his woes into my startled ear,' and it was
all too true too true!"
"Now the rival rivals arc generally tall
and dark with furious, glancing eye but as
this fits you very nicely, it must bo that you
were the rival. The other fellow, then, was
a little fellow with a harmless infant face.
He was also very weak. He looked at you
with a worried look when you threatened
to throw him into the family cistern. Un
fortunately, however, you were the rival
and the rival never stands any show. He
is generally the more desirable man and of
course you were no exception, but strange
perversity of woman! You never get her to
say she despised the little fellow. She never
would say that he was a perfect fool. She
even protested she rather liked him. Then
was your anger roused. You spoke harsh,
bitter words. You denounced her as a
heartless, cold-blooded flirt. You wished
you had never seen her, she had blasted
your life, crushed all your hopes, broken
your heart. You flung yourself into your
overcoat, jammed your hat down over your
eyes and left hr sobbing on the sofa. Next
day you started for Wyoming. '
"And now you have ceased to regret tho
past. You have tried to take up the tangled
threads of life once more. You do your
duty, despite the ache in your hearl for love
and sweet sympathy. And the. days go
on.
5J
Tar down the valley the night-herder was
singing a plaintive Spanish melody. A kill
deer was complaining in the sage-brush be
low. The river was shining like a ribbon
of silver in the mooniight.
"Well, Tom," exclaimed Dick springing
to his feet, "you omitted only two things:
You forgot to say that the other fellow is
sick of his bargain, and that l 'tis better
to have loved and lost, than not have lost at
all.5" D.. N. Lkiimkk.
JOURNALISM.
At an early stage of the world's history,
that which we call public opinion, did not
exist. To-day the person does not live who
is not ruled by it. It is tho king that sits
enthroned in the president's chair at Wash
ington. It is the queen, domiciled at Wind
sor Castle across the seas, and ruler of the
English people. It is the power in whoso
name all sovereigns of the present day hold
sway over their subjects in every civilized
land. In the creation and growth of this
powerful monarch, the newspapers of civil
ized and Chsistianizcd lands hare played
and are playing the most important part.
You are told that public sentiment exists.
What is it? It is that idea, that opinion, it
may be of praise, it may be of censure, which
has been created and entertained by large
numbers of people. It is of such a nature
that it will benefit this people, or it will be
repugnant to their refined moral natures.
They grasp an idea and cling 10 it tenaciously
or spurn it with contempt. If this is gen
eral, public opinion is created and it is the
highest safeguard of an enlightened nation.
It is not my purpose here to trace the
history of public opinion. It has steadily
advanced. The influence of the newspapers
caused this advancement Neither do I in
tend to give a history of journalism. Opin
ions sprang up and beliefs were promulgated
until something had to be found that would
spread these opinions in the least possible
time and in the best possible way. The
way found was in the printing and circulating
of newspapers. At first the printing was
necessarily slow and laborious, as was also
the circulation. Time has done much for
the newspaper man. To-day a machine can,
in one hour, from a web of paper several
miles long print, fold, cut and deliver many
thousand broadsheets. The time consumed
now in conveying news from individual to
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