St. Paul daily globe. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn.) 1884-1896, 1885-07-19
LYING IN BED.
A Useful Art That is sadly Neglected
i'm These Hurrying Times.

From the San Francisco Wasp.
One of the most useful yet neglected of
all the arts is that of lying in bed. The
damage that is done by persons getting up
is pasta reckoning. All the mischief and
crime, the counterfeiting and forgery. the
Rurder and theft, are perpetrated by parties
who persist in getting up. Not only in
dividuals do wrongly by leaving their beds.
but rivers as well do an immense amount of
damage. What man was ever dunned by a
creditor, had his eye put in mourning by a
100 close proximity with someone's fist.
broke his leg on slippery pavement, was
run over by an omnibus, who lay in bed?
what great achievements have been ac-
complished in war, in poetry, in literature.
by genius abedi ''Coming events east their
shadows before" one of the most memorable
lines in the English language
with the gin-lOving poet. Tom Campbell.
one morning before he had arisen. Long
Fellow thought out that exquisite poem
The Wreck of the Hesperus," after he
mad retired. Ben Franklin said, early to
bed and early to rise makes man healthy
wealthy and wise" Now Franklin started
out all right, but got terribly mixed when
ne said early to rise" There is the fatal
mistake. People who rise early are sure to
catch the malaria; the ground is full of
half-hatched poisonous germs; the sun is
not up and has not warmed them into life.
given them wings and set them adrift.
Poor mistaken man, he arises. inhales them
all; they fructify and poison his entire sys-
TEN, hence chills, fever, malaria and half
the ills that human flesh is heir TO.
Rise before the sun,
And make breakfast of the morning dew,
Served up by nature from some grassy hill:
You'll find il nectar.
Was ever more arrant nonsense written?
Fancy man getting up on a cold, rainy
morning and climbing high hills on an empty
stomach, ana leaving his French coffee and
hot rolls, pOached eggs and oyster stew. TO
eat-what? Why, den. How long wOnld that
FELLOW last? Wouldn't he be a fit candidate
Tor Lone Mountain, and no questions asked?
But the early bird catches the worm. Yes,
but the sharp boy knocked the delusion in
the head forever and eternally when he
said: Father, there's the point-what in
thunder did the worm get up so early for?"
lie triiied with destiny: he tempted fate;
he should not have done it. That boy was
benefactor to the human race. He was
sound on the lie-abed question.
The French pr0verb says: ''De lit a la table.
dc la table au lit'-''FrOm bed TO grub. from
grub to bed" That's something like it. Get
up and eat eat and go to bed again. Why
not? All animals do it. All nature. the
grandmother, of us all, teaches il. Every
animal i'm the world eats and seeks repose.
The cow eats and, lying down, placidly
chews her cud; the anaconda swallows an
OK, horns and all, and goes to Sleep-''sleep
that knits up the Taveled sleeve of care. the
birth of each days life, sore labOr's bath.
balm of hurt minds; great natures second
course; chief nOuriSher i'm life's feast" And
yet this is what they would deprive us of
who say get up, and who oppose the art of
lying abed.
Ia Spanish minister suddenly raised TO
power, signalized the event by going TO bed
and staying there, for fear he might have
something to do. 1t was i'm bed, in the lit
tie inn of Waterloo, that the Duke of Well
ingtOn received the list of the terrible casual
ties of the fatal June Is. Gray's lode to
Music" was written in bed, and Sam John
sons ''LObO's Voyage to AbySsinia'' was
dictated TO the printers before the great au-
thor of the Lives of the Poets" and lexicO-
grapher had arisen. Peter Pinder Dr.
Walcott), was so fond of lying abed that he
received his visitors lying beneath spreads
and counterpanes. ROSSini wrote one of his
finest operas in bed, and was too lazy to
pick up a sheet that had fallen away.
George ". lay in bed to read the newspa-
pers, and Macaulay read twenty pages of
Schiller before getting up. John Foster
thought out his sermons in bed. and the
methodical Anthony Trollope used to read
an hour before getting up. Cynical Pope
wrote: