The new Northwest. [volume] (Portland, Or.) 1871-1887, 1875-10-08

LO, DER the mighty mountain top,
O'er rolling plain and towering tree,
O'er crags, aeries, "domes of rock"
"O'er air and earth, and sky and sea-
The storm-god moves apace.
How hushed and still is Natures pulse.
How bird and beast, and leaf and flower,
AS though they dread the winds outburst,
All bow their heads in this grand hour,
Before the dark clouds face.
The storm-car rolls with greater speed,
The lightning flashes rendthe air,
And 1, with awe and pleasure heed
What many watch in fell despair,
AS they with quailing eyes
Watch the grand looming of those piles
Offeeces, am ber, black, and gold,
And purple tints arranged in files,
Shaped in Dame Natures choicest mould,
Beneath the arching skies"
''Iet me look at that, if you please.n
Maurice glanced at the composition a
few moments, and then read it aloud.
''That will do, beauty. I see by the
quotations, that you don't claim credit
for what is not your own. Why don't
you sometimes get your poems
printed ?"
because I dread it. The most peace
ful way to live is to keep out of the
newspapers.
"Sister, it seems to me that the good
Book says, Let your light shine.'"
"Somebody would blow it out if
should"
'TYou'd have that risk to rum"
"But I shan't run it. 1 write, for 1
cannot help it, but my verses shall not
be published while I live, unless write
without a signature, for the Oregon
Magazine"
"Well," said Ada, 'it is time to start
home. Flora and Henry will think the
time long;" and suiting the action to the
word, she mounted Flaxy, who was
champing the bit in his eagerness to
go.
They called upon Mrs. Welden, as
they returned. She was sitting in the
portico engaged in sewing, while Celia
was reading aloud from a new publica-
tion, in which mother and daughter
were alike interested.
"Oh, Meggie," said Ada, as she
alighted, "you ought to have gone with
US. We were in a most refreshing
storm, and after that was over, the
splendid view of gorgeous clouds, snow
crowned mountains, and widespread
valleys and forests, was most enchant-
ing"
81 should have gone, but have
lonely freaks, when company is almost
intolerable. Such spell crossed me to-
day, and felt that could not enjoy the
excursion"
fYou mustn't be unhappy, Meggie."
''I am far from that; but [ am some
times little dull"
Howard had built the kitchen fire,
and Mrs. Welden arose to prepare tea.
''No, don't think of such thing.
Father and the children will be looking
for US. told the children that would
be at home before tea, and never break
promise with them"
Some refreshments in the form of ap.
pies, pie, and cake could not be refused,
and after half-hour's pleasant chat, the
equestrians took their departure.
'This country is an excellent place
for poor folks, if they have thrift enough
to manage anywhere" said Herbert,
when commenting upon the widows
success.
"Why don't she get married, Mrs
Stanton? She is beautiful, accom-
plished, and good. It's strange thai
some lucky customer hasn't carried Of
the prize before now," Hubert remarked
thOughtfully.
"She doesn't remain single from want
of opportunities to marry. Her union
with her husband was rather unhappy,
until the last month of his life, and she
looks forward to future meeting, say
ing they will understand each other in
Paradise. Whether her theory is cor.
rect or not, do not pretend to say, but
she is conscientious in it, and that,
suppose, is sufficient"
81 know a man who would just suit
her," observed Herbert.
"Let newly-married man alone fol
making Matches" laughed Maurice.
ITO be continued.l