Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1881-11-12
THE HUMAN VOICE.
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Ever since Adam whispered his love
to Eve in Paradise the human voice has
been the best gilt to man. At times Il
has been sadly perverted to be sare;
but taking the voice as It averages. it 10
mighty convenient and useful attach.
ment to mans throat.
Il is strange how very small speci-
MINIS OF humanity. babies for instance,
are surcbarged with voice. One baby,
weighing seven pounds and halt and
with lungs about the size OF q rubber
handball, can keep up an inoessant play
OF vocal organs it knows not how to
manage, until it wears out the patience of
three neighborhoods; and yet what .
world this would be without baby's
voice.
The sharp, fine little voice of the
child as it begins to prattie Of its wants
and needs, is as sweet music to parents
ear-unlsss perhaps, when he has quar-
tette of prattlers all going at the same
time. Then there occurs differentia.
ton, on the part OF the parent.
There's the voice OF the school boy just
out Tor rece,s. Thunder and guus
Seventeen tribes of OjibbewaYs and all
the Apaches in Arizona couldn't make
a whisper to eleven boys with pent-up
voices just breaking loose. Let'em 60 it.
They are only training for the political
stump.
OF course the voice that sweetly, ten.
derly, even il somewhat hesitatingly
whispers "yes" to you in the silent
cleaning or by the mellow light OF the
old fireplace. is always an inexpressibly
joyous memory to you. II you have no
such memory with you, try and secure
one. 1t only takes courage with COM
mon sense backing.
There is something about the voice OF
mother that fingers with you for Mfe-
time. It sometimes seems as II her low
ing words were indelibly fixed on mem.
ory's tablet that they might In time OF
need bring us to our better selves make
men OF US.
A tather's voice is at times, we think.
little too explosive, and carries q sud-
dsnness with it that is altogether too
.qplck Tor the dilatory and shlflless son.
Nevertheless. 1t Is best for boy to pay
heed to fathers voice rather than
wait for future muscular development.
1t IS sad, to be sure. to have yonr tym-
panum Jared thus rudely, boys. but
when the jar begins at the foundation OF
your system 1t is cold day with very
warm place to put it.
The real good, comfortable tremolo of
your grandmother-how you remember
it with gratitude, as you think of tho
times she soothed your feelings, ruffled
by unnatural and hard hearted parents,
by inviting you into the pantry and un-
covering the best jams tor your benefit.
The grandmother knows her business.
every time, and her voice Is one oontin-
ual overture OF cakes. cookies and jams
to the children.
There is the peach cart voice, that
wakens the world from its afternoons
siesta. The various Boanerges who fly
about our streets guiding unhappy Ros-
inantes and worming unripe fruit into.
our system, have the sole patent for
this voice. "Three quarts for quar-
teri"
There are dozen, yes, q hundred dit
ferent sorts of voices, pleasant and un-
pleasant, but we are willing to wager
ten cents that the 'stlll, small voice"
of conscience is the most sadly neglect
ed OF any voice in the wide world.