Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1874-01-28
THE Man WHO DIDN'T.

conformation she gives his head.r de-
veloping. this bump, SURPRISING that,
may shape his course to happiness or
misery before he has voice in the mat
ter. Yet ever do great effects hang Oh
little hooks of causes. r 2alae tafrfl5
Mr.. Spurzheim tells us If that little
bony process is fattened whereupon
Hope is supposed to tabernacle the
man is predisposed to melancholy, to
the black blues, to self-destruction in
fact E\ i #IEE.hB bEf<F&
Nv Tom had brave, olive face, but
fleece must have grown over that bump
depressed, as grass grows over a
sunken grave. q, You see [ want to
handle Toms case impartially to find
excuse for him If l can. You have no
right to Judge a man before looking at
alEthe motives under witch he moved.
When Tom was very young, finding
himself III the mud, he determined to
stand high and dry as soon as endeavor
could put him so.a He took hold of
life with his might. Now every son of
Adam expects to be turned out of his
garden once or twice IN hrs lifetime.
The trouble with people is that they
expect too much OF, the world. Tom
held tony honest of the world to give
him success for his honest endeayor.
But the world is just ''little neaJ,"
like Barkis-hard1isted i'll dealing out
rewards to beginners & 0&J@-A
Toms natural bent was toward jour
nalism. SO he began in the chrysalis
state Of career, and wriggled through
the Intermediates stages OF printer, re-
porter, correspo dent, hoping in time
to sport in the nigh sun of prosperity,
full spread, green-backedE editor-a
mighty editor, who should reach all
over the nation and mould the masses.
That was Toms ideal Tom. And I do
say, and shall maintain till 9ny,latest
breath, it is nobler to point your arrow
your life growing vain over your ability
to Lring down game flying on level
with your nose ers eas8E zs.- bal ,s'aai
Toms peculiar genius was not appre-
ciated by the public. He was a pro-
gressive, independent fellow, but
failed to make himself 'the STYLE
He wassa faithful reporter, ran up and
down whole Babels of stairs, played
Nero over fires till he could scent
flames forrmiles, outran the coroner to
every murder, and knew everything
that was going on almost before 1t
happened. But there were things my
spirited Tom did not know. He never
borrowed Jenkins's quill, and went to
Mrs. Grundy's ball with Webster's I'm
abridged under his arm, to squeeze out
dry adiectives on the dry goods there
held before him. He never whispered
to the public how lovely the refined
and elegant Mrs. - looked In
sand-papered founces how Miss
Florence N - on this occasion
found something to wear in the shape
of a transcendant.ro6e de sole, finished
by an elaborate dress coat with tails
en- traiaae, and the stately Misses B
disported themselves in superb and
overpowering point shawls.
But hezwas aIitti3er to many of those
startling paragraphs, DOW SO common
to the reporter that they cease to shock
YOU Instead Of telling you that Pat
rick Murphy fell off a train and was
killed, he would dish. you up a
spicy item about Mr.. Murphy's diving
from the top of a Car after his hat
when running 80 miles an hour, and
his sons finally wearing that hat the
next day. @ts'" -2
Unfortunately, justas Tom was COM
ing out a nervous correspondent he
fell in love. Now, generally speaking,
it is bad to fall in love. The best men
tai exercise you are capable Of is low
ing. It isn't the 1''saddest of all sad
things OF life," as Mr.. Millard sings
Nor life, nor death, nor principalitles,
nor powers, can separate our souls
from the crowns which rest on them
when We learn this self remuneration.
You had better even love human
grindstone, and have it wear you to in
tense keenness and sensibility, than
tumble about rusty and blunt all your
days. ~. ..-s.a,-t s.... ...
But no two people look at a thing in
the same light. My ardent, impas-
stoned Tom expected as large areturn
from his investment in matrlmony, as
he did from his investment in bust
ness. He hadn't learned large charity
for his kind. He was young. And
truly few have learned it when they are
He tore his hair and neglected his
work till the angel was Ia his arms.
Then after brief revel he started to
discover that angels take great
deal of pluming, are capricious in
their desires, and fret to fly higher
than d siagle poor newspaper mans
quill will carry them. II Tom had
married his grandmother, or the
strong minded woman of the present,
with her straight skirts and umbrella;
or if he had met the queen of women,
thatjoyous, true, passionate, strong,
noble creature, who takes hold of the
world and blesses her whole passage
through it, how different might Toms
record have been. 3aisa1 81 EsJas s.e
But he married Ada. Ada had bright
hair, but it shone like the sun-above
frequent storms She was small, but
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