The Lake County star. [volume] (Chase, Mich.) 1873-current, 1875-07-08
TRUTHS AND TRIFLES.

That lieth over sea 70 sigh
For life Is mystery.
TRUTHS AND TRIPLES.
In life it is difficult to say who do you
the most mischief enemies with the
worst intentions, or friends with the
best.
AMBITION, like love, can abide no lin
gering, and ever urges on its own sue
cesses, hating nothing but what may stop
them.
COMES thy love to thy friend as an ar
row to the mark-to stick there; not as
a ball against the wall, to rebound back
to thee.
AFFLIcTIoN is the wholesome soil of
virtue, where patience, honor, sweet hui
manity and calm fortitude take root and
flourish.
THOSE who place their affections at
first on trifles for amusement, will ma
these trifes become at last the most Sc
rious concerns.
SOME of the younger Sioux Indians
are inclined to think that getting all the
chiefs off to Washington was a trick to
set back the scalping season.
IT'S naught when woman humbugs man,
For that's the good old style;
But, oh, mans confidence In man
Makes countless thousands smile.
A NEW dish is grapevine leaves fried
in egg batter; it said to be French
dish. An exchange remarks: We can
not think of anything that would be
more delicious than grape leaves fried in
egg batter, unless it is circus poster on
toast.
"WHAT's your business 2" asked the
Judge of prisoner at the bar. "Weli,
/ spose you might call Inc locksmith:
."When did you last work at your trader
"Iast night when / heard a call for
the police, made a straight bolt for the
door,"
A YOUNG man in Oswego jumped into
the canal and ruined a fifty dollar suit
of new clothes to rescue a crOsseyed
girl, and then he wouldn't accept
button string which she collected for
him. He said that honesty was its own
reward.
"Thomas Towser, are you guilty. or
innocent of this charge p said the judge.
"May it please your honor" he replied,
"I don't want to commit myself" "Ah"
said the Judge, blandly, then I'll save
you the trouble and do it myself; sixty
days."
BETTER than gold is thinking mind
That in the realm Of books can find
treasure SURPRISING Australian ore,
And live with the great and good Of yore.
The sage's lore and the poets lay,
The glories Of empires pass away;
The worlds great drama will thus unfold
And yield pleasure better than gold.
To be resigned when ills betide,
Patient when favors are denied,
And pleased with blessings given!
This, this alone Is wisd0m's part,
This is that incense of the heart,
Whose fragrance smells to heaven.
REST.
WHEN every pang of heart is DER,
When every storm has ceased to beat
When care and loss can pain no more,
O, will not rest at last be sweet!
Down shaken from its perfect pose,
The aching heart oft huttereth so
At lfe's harsh face and wearing noise
1t only sadly sighs to go.
On Sunday last, in one of our churches,
says a Chicago paper, stood couple ap-
parently singing from the bottom OF their
souls out of the hymn book. Being re-
ligiously inclined, and not having
hymn book, our reporter, who sat imme--
diately behind them, attempted to read
from the same book In doing so, at the
end of the verse, he heard the gentleman
whisper, ooh, say yes" The next verse
began, and the twain sang away as devo-
tiOnally as if they were thinking of moth
ing but the hymn. When the verse was
ended the fair one replied, "Go ask pa;
ALPS right so far as / am concerned"
In President Lincoln's last inaugural
address occurs the following instance of
involuntary rhyme:
"Fondly dow we hope,
Fervently do pray,
That this mighty scourge OF war
May speedily pass away;
Yet, II IL he Gods will
That Il continue untir'-
and here the rhyme ceases. Cicero's
prose shows, in places, similar instances
of involuntary rhyme. 1t is rather a
blemish than beauty, as it is likely to
tempt a quick-eared reader into false
accents.