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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
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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.
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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.
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