Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1876-03-01
IoUTHs' COLUMN.

| afternoon In midsummer, and the Jew
eler who lives in the sun was shower
ing everything with gold. Did you ne
yer hear of the jeweler who lives in the
sun 1t is he who in the morning turns
the dew-drops into sparkling diamonds,
and at MONDAY makes rainbow brid-
ges of the seven precious stones. and,
| when sunset comes, builds castles of
ruby with gates of pearl. A wonder
full workman is he, e,and now he wasemp-
| tying great busnel- baskets full of gold
dust out of his shop windows, and the
lake was all smooth gold, as far as the
eyes could see, and the green trees were
| all covered, and so were the blue
mountains. and one could see it coming
softly down through the air from be-
yOnd the white clouds. One could see
at the edges of the clouds, too, how it
had fallen upon them, and had lodged
among their fieeces and there stayed.
It was as if there had been a snow
storm In summer, and all the snow
flakes were pure gold. ri
Four men were in boat on the lake,
and one said to the others: Look at
the goldw One was a poet, who san
TO hearts of the golden age and one
was a miser, who boarded the yellow
gold so that no one but he could see it,
or use il, and it could do no good; and
the third was barterer, who bought
and sold it, and thought of it only and
the last was an artist, who had golden
visions, and painted pictures that made
folks joyful with longing.
So they all looked at the gold. and
each one thought to himself NV hat
may L do with it ~ ..4 -.rs .. Is
And the miser thought: "I will get
on shore as soon as ever can, and
will hurry and get all the largest trunks
that ever L can, and be first to gather
up all the gold, and nobody shall have
any of it but me-" So he got to land,
and found sixteen trunks, each as large
as bureau, But when he got them to
the place, the gold was nowhere to be
seen, and not the smallest gold-t1ake
did the miser get.
And the barterer thought: will fill
my pockets with the gold. and carry it
To the city, and buy aud sell, and make
more" So he opened all his pockets
as wide as he could, and the gold fell
in, and he buttOned and stitched. and
dOuble-stiched them up, as safe as safe
could be. But when he got to the city
and opened them,-it had all vanished,
there was no gold in them
And the artist thought: 81 will let it
fail upon my palette, and catch it in
my brush, and thus will mix it with
my cOlOrs and paint pictures that will
make people Joyous and me great"
So he did, and painted sea and shore
and sky so wonderfully that men for
got their sorrows and were joyous, and
praised the artist. .sr.r- a.
And the poetf The poets heart was
so full that he could do nothing; he
could not think what was so beautiful
that he might use so beautiful thing
for it. He could only open his soul to
the beauty of it and pray that he might
give Its beauty also to others. There
1t lay, till one time when he was sad
and in trouble, and then it shaped it
self into strange, sweet music, by and
by the poet wrote u wonderful poem,
so that all the hearts of the people
opened to him. and they listeRed when
he sang to them of happiness, and
how to know and to be the good, the
true, and the beautiful-that was it.
And the mIser and the barterer
wished: ''Oh that | were the artist !"
the poet !"-St. Nicholas.
Wmfer and Spring.-An old woman,
dim-eyed and bent, sat on bench at
the door of a hut in spring tine.
Above her head rose a tree that had
just put on its first leaves. Behind her
ran river, down which a vessel was
making way IN the direction of the sea.
On the roof of the little hut, birds were
resting in the fresh, warm air. Near
the old wOman's feet sat little girl
who had been reading. The book lay
open by her side. .-
The little girl looked up at the old
woman with wonder and child-like pi-
ty.
''Shall ever be like that ?'' thought
the little c.Iild. "Can | do anything
for you, granny r. said she.
And granny, doing in the sun,
thought To herself. "Ah, my voice was
once like that, and my feet and hands
were swift to help; but now am Old
The wind blew softly, the birds
chirped, and she doZed off into dream
of her own childhood. The fields were
green around her, for it was full spring;
the doves were coOing; and she was
playing with ball by the side of her
mother.
River, river. where are you flowing
to The river. which came from the
mountains, is going to the sea, where
it will be lost in the great world of wa
tiers. 'i
The trees and hill sides will put on a
deeper green, for the summer will fol-
low the spring But the summer, too,
will pass; the brown autumn will
come; the leaves will fall the winds
will blow; and some night, when the
little girl is asleep, frost will kill OFT
the last struggling flower. Good bye,
fiOweri goodbye, leaves But you will
come again in the spring.
And what will the little maid do9
She also will pass through spring to
summer, from summer to autumn, and
so ON, through the failing years. to the
wintry days. Then some one shall
give her back the love and care she
gave in her own early springtime to the
old and feeble grandmother.
The Wise old Hare.-There was lit
tie dog whose name was Dart. He was
owned by a lady, and she took great
care of him. One day she put nice
red ribbon, for collar, around his
neck, and said to him "NOw. Dart, this
is Sunday and | want you to keep
still at home, and not soil this nice new
ribbon r-. .-.I I....-.lf.
Dut UO sOOUtT Hdu liliS iduy ItlJ tiit
house to go to church than Dart crept
forth, and went into the swamp for
frOlic. Soon he started a hare, and
took great leap after him. But the
hare was not much afraid of such
young dog. ,.-
The hare knew of hole in the trunk
of tree that bent over pool of mud
dy water; and there he ran while Dart
ran after him. But, just as the hare
ran into the hole, the dog lost sight of
him, and made leap into the pool.
He yelped and barked; and it was
some time before he could get out.
Then what a sight he was, with his
hide all dark with mud, and his nice
ribbon spoiled ..------. .r.
When the lady came home from
church, and found that Dart had not
minded her, she had him chained up in
his little house, aud did not let him go
with her when she went to walk that
afternoon by the side of the sea.
Dart was very sad because he could
not go. He barked and cried good