The Indianapolis sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis, Ind.) 1880-1904, 1885-05-24
fIo be Continued

When at home alone / sit q
And am very tired of it,
have just to shut my eyes n
To go sailing through the skies
To 60 sailing far away
To the pleasant Land of Play;
To the fairy land afar,
Where the little people are,
Where the clover tops are trees,
And the rain FOOLS are the seas,
And the leaves like little ships,
Sail about on tiny trips;
And above the daisy tree
Through the grasses,
High DER head the bumble-bee
HUNS and passes.
In that forest to and fro
! can wander, / can go;
See the spider and the fly,
And the ants 60 marching by
Carrying parcels with their feet,
Down the green and grassy street
can in the sorrel sit
Where the lady bird ALT,
/ can climb tne jointed grass:
And on high
See the greater swallows pass -
In the sky. -
And the round sun rolling by
~ ''-
Through that forest can pass
Till, as in looking-glass,
Hummiug fly and daisy tree
And my tiny self | see,
Painted very clear and neat
On the rain-pOol at my feet.
Should leaflet come to hand
Drifting near to where l stand,
Straight I'll board that tiny boat,
Round that rain r pol sea to float
Little thoughtful creatures sit
On the grassy coasts of it; 4 Il
Little things with lovely eyes
See me sailing with surprise.
Some are clad in armor green
These have sure to battle been)-
Some are pied with every hue.
Black and crimson, gold ami blue;
Some have wings and swift are gone,
But they all look kindly on.
When my eyes once again
Open and see all things plain,
High, bare walls, great bare floor;
Great big knobs on drawer and door;
Great big people perched on chairs,
Stitching tucks and mending tears,
Each a hill that could climb,
And talking nonsense all the time
o. dear me,
That could be
A sailor on the rain-pOol sea,
A climber in the clover tree.
And just come back. a sleepy head,
Late at night to 90 to bed.
In MS --kecOnecJlOns OIL a Veteran Man OF
Letters" Sir Henry Taylor, speaking of the
year 1884, says: sJust then the enthusias n
for Lord Byron's imprisoned but often
rather empty moroseness and despair. though
it may not have suffered general collapse
had passed away from some of the more cul-
tivated classes and found, perhaps, its sures1
retreat in the schoolboy's study and in the
back shop. And thither also had retired tbs
sympathy which, when it is accompanied by
anything dazzling in personal attributes OF
circumstances intensity of self-love car
sometimes excite in the popular mind The
more just admiration felt for his brilliancy
and wit and his general poetic power re
mained in large measure; but even this, per
haps, dropped more or less from being en-
tangled with the dead body Of the other en-
thusiasm. It is not easy for a pas
sion to pass into reasonably warm regard
Moore's genius, though of course with much
diversity, was yet too much akin to Byron:
for the one not to have lost by the opposition
of the other; at the dawn Of Byron's day Il
gan to pale its Intellectual fire. and wher
that day declined its own lustre was so fal
bedimmed as TO make extinction seem Il
some cold calculators little more than I
question of time.n
Dir mary taylor, in his recollections OF {
veteran man of letters, said of Carlyle, il
1S4S: From time to time Carlyle threw
his bluelights across the conversation
Strange and brilliant he was as ever, bu
more than ever adrift in his opinions, i
epinions he could be said TO have; for the,
.rted a, OFT like the monsters of the solal
Microscope, perpetually devouriug eacl
other.n
According to The jewelers. Circula,
French clocks represent the highest perfec
ton In the way Of decorative clock cases
English clock-makers claim and deserve tn
reputation of producing the most accurat
timskeepers, while to the American manu-
facturers belong the credit of making tn
best timekeepers at the least possible cost