, 1880-02-28

To the Editor OF 1he Ga4foc0 1ffo1ne- -
ST, JOSEPH, Mich, Feb I'm is an old legend
Perhaps you havc all heard it; but 1t comes to
mo so forcibly while reading the letters ey
Topscy Tinkle and Amateur Poet that I must
repeat it here:
Twas in the days OF chivalry that one bright
morning two Knights came riding toward each
other,-their armors clanklns. their chargers
pranciug, their plumes and crcsts and helmets
sparkling In the sun AS they drew nearer,
each beheld beautiful shield, suspended from
an overhanging arch, directly before his eyes.
20 what beautiful red shicl0!" exclaimed the
first Knight
Owhar lovely blue shield!' said the other:
s'Its not blue. but red,'' cried the former.
.sIts not red, but bluc,' replied the latter
Thus they coutended, each becoming more
positive that he was right and the other wrong,
until it came to blows All day long they fought,
and finally one was Slain AS the victor rode
past the shield, he chunccd :ol look bucK. and be-
hold twas painted blue! One side rcd and the
other blue,-both Knights right, and each Of
them wrongl
Even So Topscy Tinkle, out Of the mcrriment
and cheer Of her own bright heart, is sure the
world is jolly; while. Paul Browne, from the
depths of his forlor1l, dreary SOUL Is equally pos
And, III ter ,,ll the world is only as it seems to
us. To certain extent we Al1 belong to the old
school OF Egoists. and the happiness or misery
And vet what u vast deal of ridicule is being
hcaped upon the happy ones these latter days!
TRon the poes S1uls s. % S epMs a M Is n to the
c;.rul Of birds; in the frost upon the WINDOW
pane! How such simplicity and freshness Is
ED Sensitive -soslled crincs evii1cc their cult
r;ltion and advancement III these enthusiastic
endez.vor: to bring to the light and magnify
every thorn, every acid, every neaftacne III Inls
weary vale OF tears!
seems to 1t1c lhayc read Of certain bird that
s'srs indiffcrcnly over fields OF gIaln' anii ana
sumo harrrn waste where lie the homes and flesh
Gf wolves, and demons, and dead things AND
in these horrible caycr1ls, far from the soft pure
light Of hcuveu. he KlOats over. the dcs0lat10n
A,uut him.
Now, wouldn't for all the world compare that
Amateur Poet Harry, or Paul browne, to :!
yulturc, or, in fact, to any sort of winged
creature tinlcct, ! dou't think thcy need worry
Al"nt ever having winGs} 1t w;.s bud enough
less way. il has merely occurred to Inc that the
Interesting birds have mentioned live IL Il more
alnatc.,rs); they have Il Dro..lcr field of vision
t,1n /. Undoubtedly, vulturc-thoughts are
very elevated thou;shts,-but thea l don.t think
i should ever care very much to be Il Iul1urc.
believe l would almost rather be butterfly
gayly slipping honey tr'm each blossom, with
never Il thought that the flower would fade, and
the sunlight 1altcr, and the air grow cold and
T Would ike 70 call attention to the fact that
life is sad Thus saith thu. Amateur Poet.
And the idea is kind as well Us novel: My dear
sir, how very full Of tender love ter I'LL humanity
must h.. Il heart 80 anxious to snatch away the
is huppy. How 1sobic Ii mission IS yours! Aye,
it the world contained II million more such
Siyas, whit Il chcery race we sho''!dbe! - WISH
ta call attention to the fact that life Is sad
How very kind:
Well suppose that you arc sud. To be frank
do not y c!isye fs you e5 h% fFE SeT
Hut still we'll take 1t for granted that sou con-
slider this about the worst world ever inflicted