Prescott journal. [volume] (Prescott, Wis.) 1861-1871, 1868-07-31
and the balance? Shall wo take them
to that sequestered spot, by
."cool Siloan's shady pool /"

the intention of purchasing as soon as
surveyed? Suppose we get charter for
a railroad there, and get McMULLEN and
PULLMAN to stock the road. That would
be grand idea. Let us have big
meeting aud get CHARLEY SEYMOUR and
CALKINs to make speeches advocating
tho project. When we reach there, you
know, SAM EIFIELD can borrow Moses
rod twice a week-not to draw water
from a rock, though-and you can pu.
line on it, and if brook trout hook it,
why, then we'll tender PULLMAN aud
MCMULLEN a banquet, and call on JIM
Ross to grow cloquent-no, not to grow
for he has got his growth-but to tell
them that rs soon as Mr.. LEBANON can
make some boats out of lis clear cedars,
we will have some swift canoes TO take
them through the beautiful streams that
abound in the valleys of Joy.
But stop. am exhausting my knowl
edge of Biblical history, and that won't
do, for small stock must be kept on
hand TO convert the Radicals on the
stump this fall.
And now about Ambition as
connected with bot weather.
Ambition is like big onion. An
onion chopped up with steak, is recher-
che. Takes raw, it makes the heart burn
and brings hot, sweltering tears to the
eyes. So with Ambition. You will say.
perchance, that comparisons are odious.'
Well, this comparison is odorous.-
Couple ambition with good health, pa
tience, and little luck, and it is grand;
it is comfortable. But to make ambition
easy, it won't do to set up late s'nights
and grow lean. You must eat well -
There is health and wisdom in ambitious
thoughts that arise over mutton chop
before you-not the ambition of the ep-
icure, but the ambition TO live we'll, so
that when you are gathered under the
sod, with clover, and daffodils, and
marble over you, youthful people will
speak well of you, in preference to pitch
ing pennies on your grave. The man
who so lives that painting time tolls after
him in vain, can consider himself fortu-
nate. Old Father Time will set him
down in his Clipper as an athlete, a
Dexter.
Ambition spoils many good man.
AS GRAY truIy says, it "mocks his
useful toll" There are plenty of poor
fellows who start out with lofty thoughts
but gradually settle down into mere
cobblc stones on the great highway of
life, aud are driven over bv knayes who
shave greatness thrust upon them"
Knocks his useful toll" How true
When the yoyager goes sailing along,
with his can, ass well filed, Ambition
beckons him to venture out upon the
open sea where the gales of misfortune
dismantie and wreck him.
Have you read Lucille, Lutte? 1t is
the abest book 0wES MEREDITH CIV or
wrote. His description of ALFRED VAR
GRAVE has many counterparts In this
world Of ours.
Alfred Vargravc was ore of the men tho
achieve
So little, because of the much they conceive.
He saw
Too keenly, the void 'twixt the absolute law
And the partial attainment. He knocked at
each one
OF the DOORWAY, of life. but abided in none.
The man who seeks one thing in life, and but
one,
May hope to achieve it before life be done;
But he who seeks all things. wherever he goes
Only rcaps from the hopes which around him
he sows,
a harvest of barren regrets.
His course, by no star defined,
Is by each star distracted in turn, aud who
knows.
Each will still be as distant, wherever he goes.
-This hot weather is not con.
ducive to Christianity. 1t makes per
son cross ard petulant. When the
mercury in thermometer gets SO that it
is hotter than the highwines of hell, all
the humanity you have oozes out in
sweltering streams from the pores. A
sticky shirt on ones back makes him feel
like Democrat in prayer meeting
like Col. CALKINs in a Good Templar
Lodge-lke an houest man in a Reve-
nue. office. Dry linen is as essential to
happiness as mustard is to corned beet,
or piece of lemon to "sour." Hot
weather makes pilgrim act like cab
bage leaf, makes him look like a Fair
ground the day after the Fair. and feel
like scooped out candidate for fat
office. 1t hello! The
thermometer is lO4 . in the shade: -
Good bye, Lutte.
G. C. G.