The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1874-12-17

grows IN 6il Tvs milo IuXuTlance, Win ltGl
gnalled, and rugged trunk, aurmounted
by boughs Of perpetual green, it cliugs
and grows, where no other thing could
find nourishment and seems In its rough
beauty TO love the hard grey limestone.
and with its twin sister,the many colored
moss, seems to endeavor to render the
rocks less bleak and jagged, its strong
and tenacious roots refuse 70 be parted
from them beautiful species that is
growing more and moro rare AZ the coun-
try is settled up and. the ak of the pioneer
does it's work.
It has ever seemed to mo most fl
emblem of some human natures We fDd
about US, and to teach US that, although
rough and uncouth, in the main there
may be found those qualities Of heart
and mind, if We will but look high and
scan close enough, that are not alrne
pleasing to look upon, but that keep
their memories ever fresh and green in
the affections of those who know them
best. There are those with whom We
are in almost daily contact that have
seemed to me SO like this besutitul ever
green we have seen, ah too often, some
fraii fair creature, Derhaps wife, moth /,
er,-God's truest type of noble woman
hood-uuselfishly tolllng on day by day,
uncomp)ainingly waiting for her season
of rest, and peace, that hope, still gives
her strength and courage to think will
come some time that "some time" so
often found only in that better land
beyond the cares and tolls Of this world,
and in which che 80 unquesIionipglY
believes struggling to hide from the
eyes of the harsh world those points
in the life and nature of her life's ador-
alton, that she, who knows him best and
loves him deaies on earth-even when
forssken by all others-fears will be too
harshly judged ; clinging to it, adjoining,
beaut'fying, yes let US at least hope,
purifying apd enobllng it. 1t does not
seem possibls to be otherwise and get
how often neglected, turned from, with
out thought of her almos. God like
beauty of character aye .serhaps from
neglect, and hope long deferred. dies,
and in thought, is cast aside and forgot
ten and then it may be that affection
so long dormant is stirred to life by
memory, and remorse finds ready lodg-
ment where tender loving recollection
of having always endeavored to rendrr
her life, happy should have been. Such
a nature do we find hidden away here
and there performipgits mission, without
our being able TO see anything to aid or
encourage it like the pine trees roots,
taking deep hold down In the hidden
recesses Of the heart and like it, as soci-
ETY. comes in with it's ak Of fashion and
devastating influences Of display ano
style, we find less and less of those true
earnest, natures that adrrn and take
from the rugged path of life many of it's
rough and thorny obstacles
Now let us commence the ascent, think
ing, as we slowly work our way up the
steep hill side, of the commencement of
hfe's journey when every thing about
us was bright and cheerful, with little
thought of the morrow, the world all
untried. our youth fresh and vigorous
with hope ever Turing uS on to greater
heights AID adventures $50 we with many
stumbles, and falls, and many pauses for
rest, at last reach the summit. Would
were gifted with powerto describe the
scene that bursts upon our view. Picture
the broad river in front of us bearing on
its tranquil bosom the elegant steamer
with all its grandeur and grace, freighted
with hundreds of human souls, for bust
ness or pleasure, its wealth OF cargs and
costly sdornments a gay party of pleas
ure seekers in their light and graceful
sail boats, their merry voices bourne to
us.o'er the gentle breeze telling the
story of happy hearts unwearried by
care the slowly moving raft of logs
or lumber from their distant home ID the
pine ries. lazlly journeying
down the stream, kept in their course
by the huge sweeps at each end. and
from the lips of the rude raftsmen, busy
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