Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1873-02-06

your cnlidren,
-"Considering," says Mr.. Trollope.
chow much we are all given to discuss
the character of others, and to discuss
them often not in the strictest spirit of
charity, it is singular how little we are
inclined to think that others can speak
naturedly of us, and how angry and
hurt we are when proof reaches us that
they have done so. 1t is hardly too
much to say that we all Of us OCCASION
ally speak Of our dearest friend in a
manner which that dearest friend
would very little like, and that we
nevertheless expect that our dearest
friend shall universally speak of US
as though they were blind to all our
faults and keen,ly alive to every shade
of our virtues"
A grapevine says, in the early spring.
"How glad | am to get through the
winter | shall have no more trouble
now ! Summer weather will come,
and the garden will be very beautiful.
But the gardener comes, and cuts the
vine here and there with his knife.
the twigs begin to fall. and the grape
vine cries out, Murder! what are
you cutting me?" "Ah,' says the
gardener, Il don't mean to Kill you
III did not do this you be the laughing
stock Of al the other vines before the
season is over" Months 90 on, and
one day the gardener comes under the
trellis where great clusters of grape
hang, and the grapevine says, THANK
you, sir; you conld not have done any
thing SO kind as to have cut me with
that knife" "Whom the Lord loveth
he chasteneth." No pruning, no
grapes; no grinding-mi!l, no flour; no
battle, no victory; no cross, no crown ,
-Talneadye.
The "Poet at the Breakfast Ia
ble'' says:
Il want to hold the skull of Abra-
ham in my hand. They will 60
through the cave of Macpelah at He
bron, [ feel, in the course of few gen
erations at the furthest, and as Dr.
Robinson knows Of nothing which
should lead US to question the correct
ness Of the tradition which regards
this as the place sepulture Of Abraham
and the other patriarchs, there is no
reason why we may not find his num-
mied body in perfect preservation, if he
was embalmed after the Egyptian fash
ion. | suppose the tomb Of David will
be explored by commission in due
time, and [ should like to see the
chronological developments of that
great king and divine singer and warm
blooded man. If, as seems probable,
the anthropological section of society
manages to get around the curse that
protects the bones of Shakespeare, [
should like to see the dome which
rounded itself over his imperial brain.
Not that | am what is called phre-
nologist, but [ am curious as to the
physical developments Of these fellow
mortals Of mine, and little in want
OF a sensation.
[ would like to live long enough to see
the course of the Tiber turned, and the
bottom Of the river thoroughly dredged.
[ wonder if they would find the seven
branched goldes candle-stick brought
from Jerusalem by Titus, and said to
have been dropped from the Milvian
bridge. have often though of going
fishing for it some year when l wanted
a vacation, as some Of my friends used
to 90 to Ireland to fish for salmon.
There was an attempt of that kind |
think, few years ago. We all know
how it looks we'll enough, from the fig
ure of it on the arch of Titus, bat [
should like to "heft' it in my own
hand and carry it home and shine it up
(excuse my collo4uisms) and set it
down and look at it, and think and
think until the Temple of Solomon
built up its walls Of hewn stone ana
its roofs Of cedar around me as noise
lessly as when it rose, and 'sthere was
neither hammer nor axe nor any tool
of iron heard i'll the house while it was
building"
On THE RoCK.-Once upon a time
there lived powerful king, who reign
ed over a large and fertile country.
He had crowns Of gold and pearls, and
sceptres Of ivory and precious stones.
His treasury was full Of the costly
things Of the earth tens Of thousands
of armed nen were ready to do his bid
ding, and his dominion extended from
sea to sea. But without Gods bless
ing worldly possessions are but an in
crease Of care, and as, this might
monarch feared not God, he was dissat-
isfed and unhappy.
In the dominions Of the kin. there
lived a certain dervish famed for absti-
nence, sanctity, wisdom and piety
and the king, willing to profit by the
instruction Of the holy nan, paid him
a visit He found him in sackc,oth,
lying in a cave surrounded BY high
rocks on the borders Of a wilder
ness.
"Holy man" said the King, Il come
to learn how may be happy"
Without giving any reply, the der
wish led the king through the rugged
pathways which led to the place, till he
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