The new North-west. [volume] (Deer Lodge, Mont.) 1869-1897, 1883-04-20
THE PANORAMA OF A NIGHT.
Four Views of the World slSetched in the
Darkest Hour.
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1t is night. A policeman awskes with a
sudden start and moves around the corner,
having secret fear at his heart that he had
slept through all that night, all next day
and far into tomorrow night. It is night
in great city. The poker aud faro rooms
are in full blast, 10000 loafers are holding
down street corners, and here aud there an
intoxicated alderman can be seen making his
way to policy shop or the gathering of the
pavement ring. Under cover of darkness,
first manufactured over G,000 years ago, the
hotel beat lowers his duds from the fourth
story window; all who have dead head tick
cts start for the opera house; hundreds of
young men start out to spark; reporters look
forward to fires, robberies and murders, and
church choirs meet to rehearse and wrangle
and lay up clubs for each other.
IT'S night in the country. The stock has
been fed, the squeal of the pig is bushed,
and the tired horse munches his corn and
wonders why bis master throws in so many
cobs without kernel on them. The watch
dog sits at the gate, perfectly willing to chew
up any of the neighbors for a cent, and In
the farm house 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 the hiding place of the bootjack,
and the mother solve the mystery of how
some Of her nelghhors managed to get dress
costing two shillings per yard, while she had
nothing but calico.
'Tis night on the ocean. The proud steam
er sails gallantly on and on, the captain snor-
ing In his berth, the mates playing eucher.
the lookouts asleep and everything in readi-
ness to swear, In case of collision, that it was
all the other vessels fault. Nothing is heard
but the beat of The propeller, the groans of
the immigrants, and the voices of men and
women declaring that anyone who plans an
ocean voyage for pleasure ought to be shot.
The sportive dolphin gambols away his
hard earnings, the whale rolls over for al.
other nap, and the businesslike shark follows
in the wake TO pick up any opportunities
that may tumble overheard.
lis night ON the prairie. The red men
gather about the camp fire TO count the
scalps they have taken within the past week
and TO grumble at the Government for nsl
furnishing them port wine aud repeating
rifles. The white hunter and trapper eurs
himself up to wonds: where he can find old
bones for breakfast, and to realize what a
fool he has made of himself, and the gaunt
wolf shoulders his empty stomach aid sets
out to find something to make life worth liv-
ing for.
Night grows apace. In the city the weary
wife takes her place in the hal with cllb
in hand. In the country the old folks fall
into bed awsary withth work Of the day,
and the young 'ople spark and pop corn.
On the ocean the seasickers grow worse aud
the songs of the mermaids fall fiat. 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 q wildcat and offers to toss
up to see which eats up the other.