The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1876-08-18
EVERY DAY REMINDERS
Scooped Up by
APOTH. E. GARY.

Every day. while you stay
In your framework of clay
You should CLEAN on the highway OF life
Each kernel OF wheat
You should pick up and eat
And tho straw carry home to your wife.
When the aged. toil-worn deacon who
sits just ahead of me in church prays thai
he may be made "naeat for the inheritance
of the saints in light" I am reminded that
the "saints in light" must have cannibal
cravings and be hungry for meat.
AS my spectacles 60 sauntering down the
columns of our political newspapers / am
reminded that Hayes and Tilden, Hendricks
and Wheelermust be the original 4-fathers
so frequently mentioned in connection with
the discovery, settlement and growth ofthis
red, white and blue Republic and that
Oliver Cromwell, Roscoe Conkling, Martin
Luther, Horatio Seymour, and many Of our
prominent citizens should thank those pio-
neers of liberty for the blessings of free
country and quiet life at home.
| The jocund peal of the jocose dinner-bell
reminds me that good, eld-fashioned
boiled dinner is worth more, for present
use, than all the philosophy between Beh-
rings Straights and Terra del Fuego.
When stand by and watch the uneasy
knives of the noisy moving machine as
they go clipping their way into the farmers
| ankle, I am reminded that call flesh is
grass"
| AS mediate upon our present systems
| of political " Reform I am reminded that
never, since the Siamese Twins first toted
Banum around this country for curiosi-
| ty, was there ON exhibition SO much hum
| bug for so little money.
When my pastor dwells on the "incom-
prehensible mysteries and tells me that,
| in this world, things must be taken on trust,
am reminded that all the stores where
trade do cash business, and a man can't
take anything on trust.
When see man who has been polar
star in the political armament, a sort Of
light shedder and lay beamer to the rank
and file, suddenly snatched from his lumin-
GUS position by an investigating committee
on charge of stealing the oil to keep his
lamp lighted, am reminded of those beau
tiful lines of an important poet
stTwinkle, twinkle little star"
What an Illuminated fraud You are. 81
When see Miss Divinity's nice young
man with his perfectly lovely y mustache,
ineffable hair, effulgent breast pin, and
bosom full of sighs, standing on the front
steps directing her biased thoughts into
channels of sentimental nonsense that begin
nowhere and end in the idiot asylum
When I observe all this, and, at the same
time, see Miss Divinity stalwart sire steal
ing around the corner of the house with
blood in his eye and coarse boots on his
feet, I am reminded that "thsre is Divin-
ity that shapes our ends rough"
When I am told that "faith is the sub
stance of things hoped for" am remind
ed that there must be large bonanza of
Substance somewhere for me, because
have done as much in the hoping line as
any man on earth. E
When my neighbor Smith, who is not
more than three furlonos this side of eter-
nifty, comes over to my house for little
chat and, while splitting tobacco extract all
over the front piazza, tells me he was with
Joshua at the capture of Jericho, fought
all through the Carthagenian wars, drew
pension under Julius Caesar, and crossed
the Alps with " Bony," / am reminded that
old Smith won't need to wear flannel under
shirts to keep himself warm in the next
world.
When attend a woman's rights
meeting, and see those nervous sisters with
fidgety fingers trying to pull down the par
tition that separates them from political
thieves, scalawags, mountebanks, black
mailers and congressman, am reminded
that even in apostolic times we read of wo-
men possessed with devils.
When I read the private correspondence
of doorkeeper in the House Of Represen-
tatives, am reminded that it is a sebigger"
thing to tend door for a Congressional men
agerie than to wear Presidential robe and
WELD a back-pay sceptre.
When | see maiden whom Cupid has
elbowed out of the hymeneal ranks, and
left to trot down the track of life in single
harness, pining in neglect and hemlocking
in obscurity, I am reminded of King Solo
mons proverb-many daughters have done
yirtuously, but thou excellest them all.
When read about the Diet at Worms
am reminded of my landlady's cherry pies
and the vermifuge days of my childhood.
When consider that the Creator of all
things knows the hearts of men and is fa-
miliar with their secret workings, and the
motives which govern then, am reminded
of the old adage about familiarity breeding
contempt
When take curso~ view of the cur
rency question, and the h. and soft diff
culties growing out OF it, am reminded
that speedy resumption can be easily reach
ed by establishing agencies throughout the
country for the purchase of old clocks, and
using them for redemption purposes-be-
cause g time is money"
When see n fast young man plotting his
frail craft down the tempestuous sea of life
under full sail of self-conceit, with no
moral principle for ballast, | am reminded
that when that young man reaches the
dry-dock of repentance it will cost him
about all his little schooner is worth for re-
pairs.
When / gaze at the venerable head of
Susan B. Anthony, with its thatch silvered
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