The Eaton Democrat. (Eaton, Ohio) 1875-1903, 1876-01-20
ODDS AND ENDS.
WORDS before blows.

WORDS before blows.
It's an unpleasant fact that what your
friends call selfpossossion, your enemies
call brass.
WE know all about shooting stars, but
we often forget that this world of ours is
a revolver.
THE only teller of news is the poet.
When he sings, the world listens with the
assurance that now secret of God is to
be spoken.
AS the bird alights on the bough, then
plunges into the air again, SO the
thoughts of God pause but for moment
in any form.
THAT'S kind, certainly. "Explana-
tions of all the obscure passages" are to
be published in the forthcomining edition
of Tennyson's poems.
THEY are getting SO accustomed to the
hangings in Louisiana that people con-
stantly accost each other with this ques-
ton: "Any moose to-dayf'
EVENTS of things are only the fulfill
ment of the prediction of the faculties.
Better men saw heaven and earth; saw
noble instruments of noble souls. We
see railroads, mills and banks and we pity
the poverty of these dreaming Budd-
hists.
THE act of imagination is ever attended
by pure delight. 1t tinfuses certain vol
atility and intoxication into all nature.
1t has flute which sets the atoms of our
frame in a dance. Our indeterminite
size is delicious secret which it reveals
to US.
MORN called fondly to q fair boy straying
Mid golden meadows rich with clover dew;
She calls-but he still thinks of naught save
And 50 she smiles, and waves him an SdieuI
While he, still merry with his fowery store,
Dreams not that Morn, sweet Morn! returns no
more.
Noon cometh-but the boy to manhood growing
Heeds not the time-he sees but one sweet fern,
One young fair face from bower of jasmine glowing,
And all his loving heart with bliss is warm;
So Noon, unnoticed, seeks the Western shore,
And man forgets that Noon returns no more.
Night tappeth gently at a easement cleaning
With the thin freight, Pickering and low,
By which gray-haired man is sadly dreaming
Ger pleasures gone-as all ifes pleasures go;
Night calls him to her-as he leaves his door,
Silent and Oakland he returns no more.
WHAT a glorious world this would be
if all its Inhabitants could say with
Shakspeare's shepherd, Sir, 1 am true
laborer. earn what 1 wear. 1 owe no
man hate, envy no mans happiness, glad
of other mems good, content with my
farm"
THE Chicago press have gone into &C.
stacies over the discovery that seventy
tons of mail is received there daily, while
st. Louis receives only ten tons. Where
upon the St. Louis papers explain by
saying sixty-fve tons of the Chicago mat
ter is composed of duns.
LOUISVILLE Courier-Jounal It's esti-
mated that fifty million dollars worth
of property is destroyed by moths every
year in this country. tits a little strange
that SO Insignificant creature can de-
stroy more than even whisky ring can
steal, or, at any rate, more than a Wills
ky ring can find to steal.
Miss ABB1E J. TERRY, rushed into
print to state that d" it is an imposition
on any well-bred girl to keep her up later
than 1890 o'clock, when you have the
opportunity of seeing her often;" but
the compositor who set up her copy,
being in that sort of business himself,
substituted 1890 for 10:30-which in
duces the belief that he doesn't have the
opportunity of seeing his girl oftener than
five nights week.
AFTER having been married thirty-five
years, in which time they have accumu-
| lated ten million dollars worth of prop
erty, Mr.. and MIS- Alvinza Hayward, of
California, have separated, and Mrs. I'll.
has applied for divorce. When man
and woman, with SO many years expert
ence and ten millions to help them, can
not make matrimony desirable, it is
hardly worth while for young people with
only ten dollars a week to undertake
much.
ARsENE HoUssAYE tells of plebeian
who went to Rothschild to borrow s., 900.
"Here it is" said the Baron, "but Ie-
member that as rule l only lend to
crowned heads" NJ. De Rothschild
never dreamed of seeing his money again,
but, wonderful to relate, at the end OF a
month the borrower came back with his
$4,000. The baron could scarcely be-
lieve his eyes; but he foreboded that
this was not the end. Sure enough, the
borrower a month later reappeared, asking
for the loan of $4,000. "No, no" said
the baron; "you disappointed me once
by paying me that money. l do not
want to be disappointed again."
Girls ond Rows.