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10 THE COURIER. v THE DREAMER. Ah I let me leave the dust and glare Of urban streets for hidden rilk ; Let me catch Summer's rebe , and share The lonely comfort of the hills. Or in some dim and distant vale Where late Spring flowers linger yet , And some impassioned nightingale Sings above banks of violet , At the rapt hour when evening loves To kks the forehead of the world, When bushed are all the drowsy doves , And every roving wing k furled, Grant me to lie and muse away The memory of ouf modem, life ; Let me forget the age of clay . In all its weariness and strife . Or on the bank where sighing reeds Are sung to slumber by the stream, Leave me, remote from jostling creeds, Conflicting cultures, in a dream Of bright Arcadia yet unbanned , And the dead epoch of old Greece , When mighty heroes Argo manned, All amorous of the Golden Fleece . So shall I climb the stair of Jove And drink of the Olympian wine, Or hear Demeter sigh for love Of her enravkhed Proserpine . Within the sunburnt walls of Troy The maids are fair, the men are strong ; I see the glittering troops deploy The bands of mighty warriors throng Toward the city gate; Isee The lovely, languid Spartan Queen , And, near her, pale Andromache, One white hand lifted up to screen Her anxious eyes from noontide glare , Searching for Hector's haughty crest , And Ceessid, with her rippling hair, Of all frail things the loveliest . The Gates of Hell unclose to me, And Cerberus hangs his triple head , Before me pass in panoply The splendid legions of the dead. I am the Lord of all the past , The tyrant of the land of dreams ; Yea in this world the least and last I am the God of that which seems So let me flee this noisy age; Blot out my name from memory's scroll Leave me my dreamer's heritage , The secret kingdom of the soul . St. John Lucas, in the Spectator. MAN'S SUPERIORITY. One 6ee many curious phases of hu man nature in the safe-depo6it vaults of a banking institution, from the wo men who never by any chance know where their keys are, and go through bag and pocket-book with reckless haste, to the man who is not quite cer tain that he has locked his box and returns to the vault three or four times, puts his key in the lock, shakes it hard, and finally goes away convinced that "all is well." But in recent experience with a new customer to whom I was renting a box the climax was reached. When I handed him the keys and said: "Now here are two keys. Separate them so that if you lose one you will hare the other to admit you." He quickly replied: "Very well, I will put one on my key ring and lock the other up in my box." " " And yet they tell us that men are ore logical than women. Lippincotta, Mr. Howell's Impressions of Lowell at Elmwood. His life at Elmwood was of an entire simplicity. In the old colonial mansion in which he was born, he dwelt in the embowering leafage, amid the quiet of lawns and garden-plots broken by few noises ruder than those from the elms and the syringas where The oriole clattered and the cat-bird sang. From the tracks on Brattle Street, came the drowsy tinkle of horse-car bells; and sometimes a funeral trailed its black length past tbe corner of his grounds, and lost itself from eight under the shadows of the willows that hid Mount Auburn from his study windows. In the winter the deep New England snows kept their purity in the stretch of meadow behind the house, .which a double row of pines guarded in a do mestic privacy. - All was of a modest dignity within and without the house, which Lowell loved but did not imagine of a manorial presence; he could not conceal his annoyance with an over enthusiabtic account of his home in which the simple chiseling of some panels was vaunted as rich wood-carving. There was a graceful staircase, and a good wide hall, from which the dining room and drawing room opened by opposite doors; behind the last, in the southwest corner of the house, was his study. There, literally, he lived during the six or seven years in which I knew him after my comirg to Cambridge. Sum mer and winter he sat there among his books, eeldom Btirring abroad by day except for a walk, and by night yet more rarely. He went to the monthly mid-day dinner of the Saturday Club in Boston; he was very constant at the fortnightly meetings of his whist club, because he loved the old friends who formed it; he always came to the Dante suppers at Longfellow's, and he was familiar in and out at Mr. Norton's of course. But otherwise he kept to his study, except for some rare and almost unwilling absences upon university lec turing at Johns Hopkins or at Cornell. From 'A Personal Retrospect of James Russell Lowell." by W. D. Howells, in the September Scribner's. STATE UNIVERSITY NOTES. THE CHARMS OF "MONTE CRISTO." Lord Salisbury told the following in teresting and amusing incident a short time ago at a meeting of a certain li brary club of which he is president: "One book," said Lord Salisbury, "has always fascinated me, and on more than one occasion has daawn me out of bed very early in the morning. This is Dumas' 'Monte Cristo.' A few months ago I was staying at Sandringham. I had my favorite with me and about half-past four in the morning I got up and went into the beautiful grounds and sat down for an hour or two to be 'carried away by my book. I had been reading for about half an hour when I heard some one say: 'Are a Prime Minister's duties bo heavy that ha must needs be up so early in order to study?' I turned and ear the Prince of Wales. I showed him the book that had drawn me out so early and he said laughingly that he would read such an apparently fascinating book. Three weeks after ward he said to me: 'Monte Cristo drew you out of bed at half-past four in the morning; 1 may say that it drew .me out of bed at four in the morning." The London Gem. The average cost of a year's attend ance at the University is about $250 though many students spend much less than this. Board and lodging may be found among families of the city. The Y. M. C. A. and the Y. W. 0. A', make a canvas of the city in September and have on file a list of rooms and board ing places. These associations render invaluable assistance to new students in locating for the year. The Y. M. C. A. association maintains an employ ment bureau which is of great help to students who are obliged to partially support themselves at the university. The university guarantees no employ ment to any students, but there are many opportunities for work in a city the size of Lincoln. It is advised that no student enter the university unless he has resources for at least one sem ester's work, that is, $125. Chapel exercies are held every morn ing at ten o'clock and are conducted by members of the faculties, pastors of the city churche' , and noted visitors from abroad. Addresses of public nature are occasionally delivered at these times, and every Friday morning a musical service is held. Pastors of various de nominations in the city are "in resi dence" for certain hours on various days, in the Deans' office, University Hall 104, where they may be consulted by members of their denominations or students needing spiritual or confiden tial advise. Through the kindness of Regent C. H. Morrill, a fund has been established for the care of needy students in sick ness. This, it is hoped, is the begin ning of a university infirmary. Visitors are always welcome. High echool classes, clubs or parties Bhould inform the university of their coming a few days in advance. On the first and third Monday nights of the month the observatory is open to visitors. Hypocrisy French and Anglo-Saxon. The Frenchman's hypocrisy is of a far more subtile sort than ours. What is woase he can not admit it, as we can ouj8; if he did, all the vaunted logic of his life's formula would vanish at once into thin air, and he would have no ground (ethical or otherwise) left to stand on. His formula peche par la base, sins at the base. A nd, he being logically unabie to admit this, bis only wvailable resource is to carry the war into the enemy's country, rail at our hy pocrisy, and, should we retort, face us down with an effrontery so completely and inalienably his owe that it tat 63 a Feench word adequately to designate ir, with ungarnished cynisme. Between this cynisme of his and our hypocrisy anyone is free to choose. From "The" Point o View," in the Sept. Scribner'e. NELL GWYNNE ON -THE STAGE. Nell Gwyn as a heroine is neverthe less surprising, for though in her own person she brought fortune to a theatre, as a stage heroine she has hitherto fail ed. The reason, peihaps, has not been far to seek. The fllle de joie is regard ed in our land as a subject for tragic treatment. But not aa a source of comedy. National prejudice has had much to do with the aloofness of the public from Nell Gwyn. They buy prints of her, some who are young and bachelors. A few possibly dip into the pages of Pepys for a hint of her. But behind any interest of this sort there has alway2 been an awkward middle class kind of feeling that she was a brazen baggage and not exactly for home admiration. Mr. W. G. Wills in a comedy written round her a score of years ago, cogged the dice with delight ful effrontery. His Nell was all that was noble and sweet; and she actually wheedled Greenwich Hospital out of the King and bedewed him with patri otic sentiments before our eyes. But all to no purpose. We have advanced since then, of course, and, who knows? a clever play may carry a tainted hero ine. Clever, at any rate, the work of Mr. Hope and Mr. Edward Rose is cer tain to be. Pall Mall Gazette. SEPTEMBER. Ernest Seton-Thompson Says the Badlands Are Misnamed. The lovely Hiawathan spring was touching all things in the fairy Bad lands. Ob, why are they called Bad lands? If Nature sat down deliberately on the eighth day of creation and said, "Now work is done, let's play. Let's make a place that shall combine every thing that is finished, and wonderful, and beautiful. A paradise for man, and bird, and beast," it was surely then that she made these wild, fantastic hills, teeming with life, radiant with gayest flowers, varied with sylvan groves, bright with prairie sweeps, and brim miner lakes and streams. In the fore ground, offing, and distant hills that change at every step, we find some proof To clubs of ten taking The Courier the that Nature squandered here the riches annual subscription price is seventy five that in other lands she used as spar- cents (75 cents). Regular subscription price inglyasgold. With colorful sky above, one dollar per year and colorful land below, and the dis- tance blocked by sculptured buttes that are built of precious stones and ores, and tinged as by a lasting and unspeak able Bunset. And yet for all this ten times gorgeous wonderland enchanted, blind man has found no better name than one which jsays "Me road to it is hard." From "Tito the Coyote that Learned How," by Ernest Seton-Thompson, in the September Scribner's. Give me a dozen on the shell, And then a Blue Point stew ; A roast of Saddle Rocks as well , An oyster omelette, too! Thus do I break my two weeks' fast ; An "R" is in the month at last! Town Topics. Do you get your Courier regularly ? Please compare address. If incorrect, please send right address to Courier office. Do this this week. 2 Cycle Photographs At a seaside hotel: Wife Please fetch my cloak, George. Husband Eh? Oh, let some other fellow fetch it; I've got to play this hand out. Wife Wretch! I have long suspect ed, it, and now you have confessed it. Husband Hush! Confessed what? Wife That you don't care a wrap for me. Athletic Photographs Photographs of Babies Photographs of Groups Exterior Views st st su$9rt4&i& THE PHOTOGRAPHER 129 South Eleventh Street. st st st st st st st st st st st i 4 -r The COURIER Aad any Oae Dollar osaaa's Club Magazine ISJ.50 ;