Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1853-10-31

DISTANCE Did you ever creep gingerly up to
the deck of railway car when the train was NOV.
ing, say twenty or thirty miles an hour? And
did you look away on beyond the train. where the
two iron bars that noblest couplet in the great
epic of the time-were welded lovingly together
without hammer, or furnace or fire, but lust be-
meath the wonderful, invisible fingers ofDistance
till they lay there, huge upon the bosom Of
the prare And how marvelleously, as the train
moved on, those stubborn bars swayed round to a
parallel, as lightly and noiselessly as a brace of
sunbeans flung from a mirror swinging in the
wanton wind, sweep round in the blue air? And
did you mind-not aspike wrenched from its good
hold ;and not tie united mot aItimber.splintered
There must be a charm in those figures indeed
There, now, brood of little hay-cocks, escap-
ed from their native meadow have clustered down
in the track, right before the engine-Heedless
little things But ages will bring wisdom and one
OF these days they'll be discreet hay-stacks and
not go gossipping upon the railroad tracks,
Will be! Why they are getting to be stacks al
ready. How they expand and "get up in the world
as we near them!-And they hear the train for see
they are wheeling in asort of Knickerbocker waltz
to the right and left, over the fence and back
OF the barn, and beyond the orchard; and there
they are dignifed and imperturbable as hay-stacks
ought to be.
And those little bushes-a capital B. ifthev are
bushes-exaetly in the way, whispering and all
OF tutter, lodging up here, and nesting down
there like truants in theentry'' during the school
bushes.
Bushes indeed Trees, forest trees; trees of a
century "colums in Gods first temple. The
trees are surely on the track, Ell BY the holy rood
they are rods way, just where they were before
railways was dreamed of,
And the workers of this d5abJerie. You can see
the futtering of her blue robe just there in the
horizon. She has gone ON to coniure GAIN
1t is Distance
..Stop the train Let us off Conductor Cap
TAIN somebody anybody there's village on the
track born, chrstened, and grown since last
night. There's meeting house and grave ward
and block of stores in the way!" On we plunge
dlspelled at the first whistle! The church moves
gravely away las churches should, The grave yard
with its sleeping tenantry is whisked out of sight
like trundle bed martin-box of cottage scuds
round the corner of the meeting house; the row
OF brick stores very much flushed steps six spaces
to the rear; the cars jar on, and DE- ce and Mo
tion are in the secret.
r Look behind you, and they are adjusting the ma
chlnery for the next train. Back goes the village
that had been frightened away by the whistle and
the stacks and the trees grow beautifully less and
SO every day and all day, and everywhere, when
Instance and Motion are partners There some-
thing on the track again! It's fy-its frog
it's child-it's a man-six feet high-aP. M =
an M. g, On we 60 We have passed him =
We have left him Five feet high-iour feet high,
child-a bug-a nothing What pranks Dis.
lance can play with man and his dignities as the
cars drive rafting on Your d. D, is dwindled
down your P. NJ is past mindng your NJ c.
IS microscopic curiosity. - Chicago Eeeklg
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