The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1881-06-10

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And to help one another is lesson for all:
And perhaps you Il be willing. your mission
To leave something to brighten the Fall"
Mrs. L. C. Wilton, in Wide-AtcdR<.
4 TRUE INCIDENT IN THE LIFE OF
A STORX.
| Did He give Us the beautiful stork above
| On the chimney-top. with its large round
nest?'-GOtuctb.
"No, not the stork; by God in Heaven,
As blessing, the dear white stork was
observation-disclosures.
"No house SO blessed as that whereon
the white stork has built its nest" says
the voice of the people who live in Hol-
land. Germany. and the regions of the
Nortl,land; land nothing else brings
the benediction of peace and domestic
Joy that the dear white stork does, for
it sheds over the household something
Of its own spirit
Far back in the days of ancient Greece,
when Priam was King of Troy, and the
beauty of Helen was rousing the Nation
to war. Juno, the jealous goddess, is
said to have changed a sister of the
King into white stork because she
boosted of her beauty, but knowing
that she was as lovely mentally as phys
ically, allowed her to retain all her
amiabie qualities. Whether this is the
reason of the stork's virtues or not we
cannot tell. but in all the countries of
the Old World it is regarded with an
affection bordering on veneration.
Even in the language of the ancient
Hebrews we find the word used for
stork signifying ''pious'' or g blessed.
Early in the spring of 1880 pair of
newly-wedded storks few over the
town of Lowenberg, Germany, to find a
suitable home for their summer house.
keeping. Those who saw them used
every art to attract them to their
houses, but in vain. Even the Mayor,
or Burgomaster, failed to entice them
to settle on his handsome house. where
the chimney seemed to have been built
on purpose for a stOrk's nest. The
stork husband saw this at glance, and,
ambitious to begin life under the most
favorable circumstances, he said to his
wife, in tones quite positive:
"We will build here, my dear; there
is no place like it in the whole town.
But the stork wife replied even more
positively: "By no means, my dear.
Too public, by far. Imagine our dainty
children annoyed from day to day by
the rafting of carts over the stones, the
shouts of noisy boys on their way to
school. and on Sundays the ringing of
bells. No, no, it would never do. l
have found a most delightful spot,
shaded from the hot sun by the broad
leafed linden-tree, and far removed
from noise and confusion. There we
can rear our little family in seclusion,
and send out into the world storks that
will be an honor to it. Where is it?
On the top of the barn at the cross
roads; not another such place for a
stork's nest in the whole region"
"Just as you say, my DEAR" said his
storkship; ''rn bring the sticks di-
rectly."
Slowly the nest went up. Stick by
stick. selected by the stork husband
with great care, and brought frop
hedge and forest and orchard, until the
nest was completed, the last stick hav-
ing been properly laid, and Mrs. Stork
settled herself with satisfied air and
began housekeeping. In a few days
eggs were to be seen in the nest; beau
tiful eggs all notified with yellow. Now
Mrs. Stork took no more long flights
not even to see what her friends were
doing-but she busted herself at home
sitting upon the eggs to keep them
warm. Three weeks passed by in pa
thence, and then one morning the good
creature was delighted by the sound of
young storklings under her wings, chat
tering with their little beaks or mandi-
bles, and the stork papa and stork
mamma did nothing but wait upon
them.
Summer days drew near before the
stockings could fly. The air was
parched and heated. and the barn had
become as dry as finder; if there could
only be shower they would have
strength to try their wings.
'.Oh, how glad 1 am I'd see that
clOudr' said the stork mamma, as q
little shadow foated above the western
horizon; call nv fiedgelings need is
shower, and then they will fly to-mOr-
row.
Larger and darker grew the storm
cloud, until at last the whole sky was
covered. From the north burst sharp
flashes of lightning that shot across the
heavens. cutting the darkness of the
clouds as with knife; then the thun-
der began to roll in its grand monotone
over the world; but the little storks
were not afraid, for had not their
mother said this was just what was
needed, and was she not flying over
their heads telling them what it all
meant. and picturing to them the de-
light they would feel when once they
found themselves upborne by the
dreamy, delicious air in the first ecstacy
of flying.
Suddenly there came crash, q
binding light and deafening shock. al-
most stunning the brave mother bird