The Tipton advertiser. [volume] (Tipton, Cedar Co., Iowa) 1856-1962, 1860-02-09

tilc sue Walk w ncn IL cfieu Shc sun
cd its mouth with an old stocking and
sung "Barhara Alcn.'
The Oldest boy lad "coon SKINS and
was on n '.bnst"' When last seen he
had called fer glass of "soda and wa,
ter, and stood soa akiug his ginger bread
and making WY taccss. The shop keep
or mi>takiug hi, meaning had given him
an ixture Of sal soda and water. and it
tasted strongly of soap. But "hc'd hcrn
tell Of soda and water, an he was bound
to 2iu it a fair trial Sumc town eel
lcr' came in and called for lcmuuade
with fly in it, whcreupon our stupid
friend turned bis back and quietly wiped
several flies into his driuk.
We approached the old gentlemen and
tried to get him to "suhscribc,' but he
would not Est n to "intcrnal improve
nents," he thought "arnin' was a wick
ed invention" Sonc of his family ever
learned to read, but one boy, and he
'teached school awhile, and then went to
studin divinity"
A LIFE TRAGEDY In reviewing a
new novel called "Agaln>t Wind and
Tide, by liamc Lee, the London AM,
| cdgum remarks:
We have met with few things superior
to the account of Margaret Hawthorne
sitting on the fallen free, in the dim
+ twilight, praying to he delivered from
I temptation, knowing that the man who
had cruelty aud dishnnorobly wron.cl
her (by an illegal narravrl had come
back, and was, as she believed, seeking
. Der presence, but not knowing that he
' had returned free man, with the de
sign ct 'atoning for past wrong, and
winning present happiness. by marrying
her truly, not knowing that even then
he was standing close beside her. al
though unperceivcd by her "iinlinc,
Instead of the beauty and grace he re-
/ memGcred, woman separated from him
in state and station by ten long years of
almost mcnial wo, k---a woman older than
he" age, thin to cmacistion, sorrowiul
almost to apathy he was touched but
was rcpcled, aud he goes away without
saying word--only he sends u message,
through the clergyman, offering to take
the children, aud bring them up in his
own sphere. One of them goes; the
ether tthey are twin brothcrsl refuses,
aud remains with his mother Margaret
Hawthorne, delivered from the hope and
fear which had gnawed her life. dies
quietly and without complaint, fading
out OF life and out of tho story, her work
bpin- done. Margaret Hawthorne has
nothing to do with the after story.
though it takes its root in hcr Fife and
death. There is nothing in the rest Of
the book that comes ear this short cpl
sole for simple tragcal pathos and quiet
restrained power. There is 10 strong
coorn-, very few cpi'hcts the Incl,
dcnts are indicated ard shadowed out.
rather than detaicd-but they are true
to the life and death the reader is
touched with a pity deeper than words
T or tears can speak it.
WH,>lNG.-Thcre is a elias, Of per
sons in this world, by no means small,
whose prominent peculiarly is whining
3 They whine because they are poor, Or if
rich, because they have no health to en-
Joy their riches ; they whine because it
is too shiny they whine because it is
too rainy: they whine because they have
''no luck. and others prosperity cx.
c"cds theirs; ; they whine because some
friends have died and they are still living;
they whine because they have aches and
pains: they whine no ono can tell why.
Now, | would like to say word to these
whining persons,
First. Stop whining It., cf 40 use.
this everlasting complaining, frettin-,
scoldinc; fault finding and whining -
Why. you are the most dcludrd set of
creatures that ever lived. Did YOU not
know that it is well settled principle
of physiology and common sense. that
these habits arc more exhaustive Of merry.
ous vitality than almost any other viola.
tion Of physical law? And do YOU know
now that lite is pretty much as YOU take
it aud make it ! You can make it bright,
sunshiny, or you can make it dark, shad-
owv. This life is meant only to be dis
ciplinary-to tit US for higher and pur.
er state of being. Then stop whining
and trottng, and "Eo on your way rc,oic-
inc.
Second. Sing the song of life checG-
lily. lark DO You hear yondor bird
singing .joyou> y its merry carols, as it
hops from bou@h to houch in its native
forest home? Initiate it , Take up pour
song of life, n>ing it ioyous| y and brayely.
Sing Oh, though yon feel it not.
You arc IA miserable. nervous. Gyspcp-
tic, in wron@ relation to yourselves and
all God 5 universe, and that's all that ais
you. Then stop short, take up the >one
of life and leave oil tort yer that wLiue Of
death
"A merry heart loe,h good like
medicine; but broken spirit drIeth up
the bones Live simply, cheerfulIy,
trustingiy, and by and by your troubles
"wiII take to themselves wings and fly
away You will gradually grow more
aud more into harmony with the natural
order of things, and the bright lgh: Of
heaven will shine pleasantly down into
your souls and bhptizo them into new
Efa - ytta NvS;,.,t,J