The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1870-01-13
aWhip Behind"


with spinning wheels, whose spokes glis-
ten like splinters OF the sun. A roam
horse fecked with foam, his polls he'd feet
d ummiDg the pavement in challenge of
any horse that thinks he can so as fast.
Two boys running to get on the back of
the carriage. One of them finally sue
ceds; the other leaps but fails and falls
on that part o. the body,which it is most
appropr ate to |all upon. No sooner has
he struck the Sfoun I'd than he shouts to
the driver OF the carriage, "whip be-
hind" Human nature the same in boy as
man; all luDuing to gain the vehicle ct
success. Some are spry and gain that fer
they strive. Others are slow and tcmble
down; they who fall, crying out against
those who SUE coed, "Hh'p behind. A
political office rolls past. A null itude
spring 10 their feet AID the race is in.
Only one of Che number ucIeeds n
mounting the platfoi IN. No sooner Goes
he gaia the prize, AVID beg to wipe the
sweat from his brow, tJan the ear
pointed candidates cry oct: inccm"e. Gu
cy, stupidity, fraud now let the news
papers aud platfol mels eiscc' axe, "wtfD
behind" A golden caarl ,os OF wes.,b 8
rolling down The s. rect; thous9 nd pa
pie are trying 70 catch {; intv ar, josie,
tread, push, pull, and log; all doirg
their best to get the golde1 pta,e. These
talk most aboui riches who can not get
them. Only one of the Thousand reaches
the p1jze and mounts. Forthwith the air
is full OF of cries: cot it by fraud, shod-
dy, petroleum a,istocracy, his father IVES a
rag picker, his mother was 8 washerwc-
man, knew him when he BACKED his
own boots, pitch him off the back of the
chariot. r,.
"Whip behind, whip behind" A fair
woman passes, we all admire beauty; he
who says he don't, lies A canting man,
who told me he had no admiration for
any thing earthly, used, instead of listen
ing to the sermon, to keep squirting over
to the pew where sat Squire Jones
daughter. Whether God plants rose in
parterre or human cheek, we must adj
mire it, whether we will or not While
we are deciding whether we will take
that dalhia, the dalhia takes us. Stars do
not ask astronomers to admire them, they
just wink at them and they surrender
with all their telescopes. This lar VIC
man has many satellites. The boys all
run after her. One of them not having
read novels enough to know that ugliness
is more desirable than beauty, wins her.
The cry is up, she paints, looks we'll but
she knows it, good shape but l wonder
what is the price of cotton, won't she
make him stand around, fool to marry
a virago.
Thank God there are some in the
world who never "whip behind - but
are ready to give fellow a ride when
ever he wants one, as did the man in the
carriage, although he bad a long whip,
with which he could have made the elm
bling boy yell most Justify, he did not
whip behind" He was an old man.
He heard the shout in the rear, and said :
!" Good morning my friend climb over
and sit by me; here are the reins, take
hold and drive; was a boy once myself,
and know what tickles the youngsters.
Here is young man, a clerk in store,
who has small wages and a mother to
support. For ten years he struggles to
get in a higher place. The first of Jan
uary comes, and the head of the house
looks around and says: Trying to get
Eup, are you?" and when three more years
have passed, the boy sits right beside the
old man, who said: "Here, take the reins
and driUe," for the old merchant knew
what would tickle the youngster
There are hundreds of people whose
chief object or joy, is to help others on.
Now it is smile,now agood word now ten
dollars. May such man always have a
carriage to ride in. AS he goes down the
hill, may the breeching strap be strong
enough to hold the load back When he
has ridden to the end of the earthly road
he will have plenty Of friends to unhitch
and assist him from the carriage. On
that cool night, it will be pleasant to
hang up the whip, with. which he drove
the prizes of lifetime, and feel that
with it he never whipped Behind at
those who we've struggling. FIX.