The Superior times. [volume] (Superior, Wis.) 1870-1912, 1883-04-07
1T Is NIGHT,
Some Light Thrown ON a Dark SUBJ
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tFrom the Detroit Free press.l
1t is night. A policeman awakes with
sudden start and moves around the cor
ner, having secret fear at his heart
that he had slept all through that night,
all next day, and far into tomorrow
night 1t is night in a great city. The
poker and faro rooms are IN full blast,
10000 loafers are holding down street
corners, and here and there an intoxicat-
ed alderman can be seen making his way
to policy shop or u gathering of the
pavement ring. Under cover of darkness
first manufactured over {, 900 years ago,
the hotel beat lowers his buds from the
fourth story window; all who have dead
head tickets start for the opera houses;
hundreds of young men set out TO spark
reporters look forward to fires, robberie3
| and murders, aud church choirs meet TO
rehearse and wrangle and lay up clubs
for each other.
lis night III the country. The stock
has been fed, the squeal of the pig has
been hushed, and the tired horse
munches ut his corn and wonders why
bis master throws in so many cobs with
out kernel on them The Watchdog
sits at the gate, perfectly willing to chew
up any of the neigbbors for a cent, and
within the farmhouse all is serene, or
would be if John Henry could find the
grease for his boots, Mary Ann could
find her novel, the old man discover the
hiding place for the bootjatk, and the
mother solve the mystery of how some
of her neighbors managed to get dress
costing two shillings per yard while she
bad nothing but calico.
lis night on the ocean. The proud
steamer sails CALAMITY ON and on, the
captain snoring 10 his b nth, the mates
playing euchre, the lookouts asleep and
everything IN readiness to swear, in case
OF collision, that 1t was all the other yes
sells fault. Nothing is heard but the
steady beat of the propeller, the groans
of the immigrants and the voices of
men and women declaring that any body
who plans an ocean voyage for pleasure
ought to be shot to death with Goldfish
balls. The sportiye dolphin gambols
away his hara carr ings, the Whale rolls
over for another nap, and the business
like shark follows IN the wake to pick
up any opportunities which may tumble
overheard.
lis night on the prairie. The red
men gather about the camp fire TO coJut
The soalps they have taken within the
last week, ard to grumble at the gov
errment for not furnishing them port
wine and repeating rifles. The white
hunter and trapper curls himself up to
wonder where he can find old bones for
breakfast, and to realize what fool he
has made OF him elf, and the gaunt wolf
shoulders bis empty stomach and sets
out in search of something to make IF,
worth living for.
Night grows apace. In the city the
weary life takes her place in the hall
with club IN hand. La the country the
old folks fall into bed aveary with the
work of the Gay, and the young people
spark and chew pop corn. On the ocean
the sea-sickers continue to grow worse,
and the songs of the mermaids fall flat
On the prairie the Indians finally decide
to make war in the spring, the hunter
falls asleep to dream OF eating his boots
for dinner, and the wolf meets a wild
cat and offers to toss up to see which
shall eat the other