The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1879-05-23
Fact and Fancy.

Quiet reigns supreme Slumber is still
holding the senses of creation in bondage,
while nature is robed in black Obscurity and
discover the faintest approach to light; steadily
that hardly discernible shade-but one degree
removed from total blackness - increases in
brightness; the faint glimmer approaches to
white, while objects begin to be recognizable.
At intervals sounds greet the ear; the barklnf
of dogs, the lowing of kline and the Growing o
cocks is heard
The brightness grows in the east and the
busy hum of life is heard more distinctly as
the light penetrates to dim corners. The
feathered songsters are aroused and their
twittering heard, while the baying Of the
deep-voiced dogs and the full notes sounded
by the hungry cattle become more frequent,
and all nature seems to be thoroughly awak-
ened
The colors have been deepening in the orient.
and from a roseate tinge have turned to GRIM
son and golden hues. Banners of white light
we're flung from the outer portals of day, fol-
lowed by richer, brighter ones; and the king
of whose splendor these were the heralds
energies slowly from behind the hill-tops
Gradually he rises, while those watching for
his appearance can see the rejecting light
first in the azure vault above, and then thrown
in long reaches over the Landscapes; the inter-
vening trees cast shadows many times their
length, while the lowly places are hidden in
deep darkness still Slowly the brilliant mon
arch rises higher and higher until his full form
is lifted into view and of such dazzling bright
ness that the eve is fain to turn to other OBJ
jects for relief. The grass is sparkling in pris-
matte rays and glistening like myriads of pre-
cious gems. The gossamer webs stretched
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cry of elaborate lace patterns besprinkled with
diamond dust. The streams entangle rays of
sunlight athwart their ripping bosoms. and
the wavelets take upon each crest diadem of
splendor.
The dimness of wavering light. the uncer-
tainty of darkness are gone. Faint outlines
now stand fully revealed. The charm has van
ished of objects seen in the half-light, and now
all IL in the blazing glare of day. The strong,
steady rays fail upon all objects and the mys-
terry of sunrise is over. From the enjoyment
of the workings Of nature we turn to the pro-
sale duties Of everyday life; our souls, from
being lifted to the contemplation of beauties
and mysteries, must descend to the plane of
labor Our thoughts are off at tangent at
sight OF an emigrant wagon. The tide of emf
grafton sets Westward, but there is an ebb and
flow to it, The long trains of travelling wagons
show plainly that, while many are bound for
Eldorado, others, heartsick and discouraged,
have turned their faces once more to the rising
gun. Little can we realize the feelings of those
who start with high hopes to found new home
in the far West. Discouraged by failures lin
business, ofttimes beguiled by alluring prom
ices. they set out for another and new field Of
industry, breaking up the old associations and
home ties, and too often sacrificing their prop
erty to make the move. Arriving in n strange
part of the country, with things new and differ
ent around them, and no congenial spirits near
the thoughts naturally revert to loved ones left
behind and to the old home, which, although il
may be very humble, is still to memory dear
The domestic duties OF women of necessity
confine them within narrower sphere than
men. hence 1t Is harder for them to content
themselves in such home; though frequently
the sterner sex feel that aching OF the heart for
home which no other feeling approaches.
To-Day a canvas-covered wagon wendell its
way toward the East loaded with human
freight and bearing on it's sides the legend.
Bound for my wife's people" One could not
help smiling at the inference naturally drawn
that, TO please the wife. the lord aud master was
returning to familiar scenes; but there came
this query: 3Was he Disgusting his own feel
ings by the. apparent placing of the response
bility upon his helpmeet!" If he had turned
his back upon the land Of promise TO crafty
his @better-half,' he surely must have
been better husband than minister know
thinks men generally are In recent prayer,
he asked, %Msy the Lord bless our poor wives
give them patience to bear with their trials and
vexations And, oh! make us better husbands, !