Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1858-09-03

out Of peoples minds" he replied. "Get
hold Of them, indeed. Why minds are moth
ing you can get hold of, or thoughts either
All the minds that ever thought and all the
thoughts that minds ever made, would not
make ball as big as your fist. Minds. they
say, are just like air you can't see them;
they don't make any noise nor have any col
or they don't weigh anything Bill Deep
cut, the sexton, says man just weighs "a
much when his mind has gone out of him as
he did before. No sir; all the minds that
ever lived would not weigh an ounce troy"
/ Then how do you print thoughts IL
minds are as thin as air, and thoughts are
still and make no noise. and have no sub
stance, shade or color. and arc like the winds,
and more than the winds, are anywhere in a
moment. sometimes in heaven and sometimes
in earth, how can you sec them when caught,
or show them to others ~
Ezekels eyes grew luminous with a new
idea, and pushing the ink-roller proudly a.
cross the metallic pages of the newspaper. he
that makes tracks, and we take them tracks,
replied, Thoughts work and walk in things
and stamp them on paper, or iron, wood,
stone, OF what not. This is the way we print
thoughts Do you understand 7"
The pressman let go tho lever and looked
ipterrogatively at Ezekiel, beginning at the
! patch on his striugless brcgans, and followed
/ up with his eye TO the top of the boys brown
paper buff cap. Ezekiel at once comprehend
ed the felicity Of his tow apron, gradually as
sumcd an attitude of earnest opposition. |
I gave him an encouraging wink, and so he
went on.
Thoughts make tracks, he continued.
impressivelv, as il evolving new phase of
the idea by repeating it slowly. Seeing We
assented to this proposition inquiringly, he
stepped to the type case with his eye fixed
admonishingly upon us. Thoughts maxi
tracks, he repeated, arranging in his hand
a score or two of metal slips. "and with these
here letters We can take the exact impression
of every thought that ever went out of thc
heart of human man; and we can print il
too, giving the linked form a blow of triumph
with his fist and We can print it, too, give
us paper enough, till the great round earth is
banketed around with a coverlet like two
| peas" Ezekiel seemed to grow an inch at
every word. and the pressman looked first AZ
| him, and then at the press with evident as
tonishment. Talk about the minds livin-
forever exclaimed the boy, pointing pat
ronizingly at the ground. as if minds were ly-
ing there incapable of Immortality, until thc
printer reached them a helping hand why
the world is brimful of live. bright, industr;
Gus thoughts, which would have been dead.
dead stone, il it hadn't been for boys like
me, who run ink rollers.
Immortality indeed why peoples
minds" he continued, with his imaginatiol
climbing into the profanely sublime, "peo-
ple's minds would not be immortal, if II
was mt for the printers at any rate in thi
here planetary burying ground. We are tn
chaps what manufacture immortality for
dead men, he rejoined, slappng the press
man graciously on the shoulder. The latter
took it as if a subdued knight of the legion
of honor, for the boy had put the mysterie'
of his profession in sublime apocalypse
Give us one good healthy mind, resumed
Ezekiel, ''to think for us, and we will furnisl
dozen worlds big as this with thought
to order. Give us such man and we will
insure his life; we will keep him forever
among the living. He shan't die nor sleep
We will keep his mind at work on all the
minds that live on the earth, and all the
minds that come to live here as long as the
world stands" Ezekiel, asked in sub
dued tone Of reverence, will you print m,
thoughts too;' Yes, that will, he re
piled, if you will think some Of the righ,
kind" Yes, that we will" echoed tho
pressman.
1 And went home and thought, and Ezeki-
el has printed my thought tracks ever
since.