Rocky Mountain husbandman. [volume] (Diamond City, Mont.) 1875-1943, 1876-10-26

ooiI'P'ieu WIFI Tie late OF character: and
even mere, looking to the transmission of
traits through generations-to the "sour
grapes OF the fathers by which "the chill
dsen's teeth are set on edge"-chance as a
tickle element in human life seems to dw;n-
die again.
we sometimes mistake for luck a sleepy
pate or q pint too much of wine under the
Jacket. Everything went wrong with me
to-day" we hear or else, "To-day all goes
like a charm" At that rate, taking the trope
Alright, we ought to believe in lucky DAYS, !
and to make our maxim, "Follow the lead
OF luck! The lucky day for accomplish
ment comes when head and heart, brain and
Drawn are fit to do their best work. Bobus,
who has a weight hanging upon his spirits,
a film of dulness clouding his perception,
fretfully conjectures the day to be Gun
lucky" Ihe only trouble is that he is not
at his best that day-not alert, sharp, cool,
far-seeing enough for the days business
but his irritation makes his evil genius the
scapegoat for a little extra helplessness in
deyising, sluggishness in perceiving, waver-
ing in execution, that really may come of a
gathering headache Or of yesterdays over
work. With the same perversity, bodily
health, moral vigor, a bright, inventive, ex-
ecutive habit of mind are labelled good
Stewart, the conquering Alexander Of dry
goods worlds, that he disliked to have un-
lucky" men in his employ-persistently UNI
lucky, that is, for his purposes-and dis
charge them On detecting this fault; or
rather he seems to have liked to keep those
in his pay who had been unlucky for them
selves and became reasonably lucky for him.
This man Of supreme method, this apostle
of the gospel that two plus two equals four,
is set down on this theory as a believer in
f" luck" So, doubtless, he was, and so are
all achieving men in the sense that makes
able. forces concentrated at the right place at
the right moment. That sort of fortune
of war" wins battles.
Happily for the comfort oflife, what many
consider their good luck is not always en-
wed them by neighbors who lack it. When
the poet, in Souvestre's book, asks the farm
er if he has been looking at the stars, the
rustic Indignantly "Do you take
me for an almanac maker?" The proud
mother of ten children says "poor thing"
Of the one who has but a solitary chick, and
viiice versa. Peter pities bachelor Paul and
is like that legendary pumpkin eater"
that "married a wife and couldn't keep
her." Where envy at the good fortune of
another exists, it is so often rebuked by the
experience of life as to rarely last into old
age. Harry, who owned the swiftest sled,
wider swath in his life than the rest of The
lads. The duIce decus Of the family often
turns out only a dull, "seedy cuss." We
learn to take time before passing judgment
on luck. The career OF young Regnault was
no doubt the type of good fortune to h.sless
gifted associates till he died in the trenches
| of Paris. Endowed with a genius for paint
ing, a fine horseman, an expert athlete, an
intense lover of music, happily betrothed,
renowned already in Rome and London,
filled with the JOY Of living, SO that the very
light of day at Tangiers to his artistic sense
seemed an .intoxication of maryels," MAX
ing him "rise from enthusiasm to enthusi-
assn all omens favored the young artist
till the hero's body was brought back to
Paris, and his career closed. Bret Harte,
struck perhaps by the phrase "singing bull
let's" has just set down in verse his fancy OF
what the bullet sings. One prosaic thing it
s;nns ic that the man never so favored hy ma