The Emporia weekly news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1881-1889, 1885-10-15

We have people amongst a. Who
consider walking VulEax, ana Who i9s-
CINE that they would lose their dignity
g they left their carriage. They do
not object to be driven through ccun-
try, sither In diligence or coach and
pair, and have the scenery served mp
to them like fresh varieties On . fete
day or new paintings In this seasons
exhibitions; but to ask them to tread
the same quartz-gr1t on the hard high
way which the common tramp claims
freedom Of, il to offer them an indigni-
ty which their lofty souls resent After
all. II we are not mistaken. the 1fee.
unfettered tramp, II he has anything
like an obserVant spirit, has the best OF
# He can make leVies On al nature.
For him the sunshine has . greater joy.
and the moon in the falling twilight .
less cold smile. The jolly miller can
give him fhe merry iangh and the
Is permitted 70 roll past in his carriage
without having touched such Arcadian
sweets. For him Is the icWer-fringed
by-path in the sheltering wood, and
for him the moss-Wreathed WayBide
well ''The pl0Wboy's whistle and the
milkmaid's song" are his by prescrip.
tive right; and e he can bear. with him
q pure heart. love for honest Labor.
and q reverence for the Gixer Of AL
good, We think that he Is happier than
his richer nsighbor who dare net 90.
afoot
No one looks so kindly and 30 loving
IL on nature as he who walks. A long
stretch on foot in the open country, in
the face of the bugle- breezes of morn,
in the full glory Of MONDAY. or in the
tender, fading lustre and sacred shad-
ows Of twilight, is human experience
that tends alike to bestow physical
strength and intellectual power and
Joy. The man who walks abroad with
q keen eye and . receptive soul will
get in one day more of the beauties Of
nature in all their rounded perfection
i'm color, in tint, and in sound-than
he could obtain by the study of books
through many silent and thoughtful
night.
No matter the season of nature, and
no matter the mood, she is always
shining and fair, even when she falls
into her winter sleep of untainted and
untouched silence, covered over with
snow-wreaths of exquisite purity, curve,
and grace. And what for mAtchless
outline and tint can equal q snow
wreath lying across your path on q
| crisp, clear winter afternoon, with the
western sky as rudy and aglow like
molten ore, and the solemn pine trees
lifting their dark green feathery
branches midway between the unsullied
stretch of snow and the deep azure Of
the holy twilight coming from the east
bringing with it the silent, friendly
starsp Do you think that the term
friendly" Is ont Of place with refsr-
ence to the starsa I hope not How
those glorious lights look down upon
us with lingering, loving lustre from
| the midnight skies! Each one seems
as if it were an angels eye gazing On
US with watchful care. And, as we
| mark the consultations, and learn Of
their slow, silent march across the
dark, solemn dome of heaven, we
learn upconsciously to give them q per-
| sonality, and treat them as friends.
There is Orion, in his massive grand
eur, moving round our sleeping world
like a sentinel from above, majestic,
| solemn, awful-a constellation whose
| position seems to be assured through
countless ages. Then there are the
| Pleiades, those sweet seven sisters Of
the heavens, whose pulsating rays COM
pass every color Of the rainbow as they
"Glitter like swarm of fire-fiies
Tangled in silver braid"
The OEEtUer for SeDtsn1ber.