Wheeling register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1878-1935, 1886-10-07
HE ANSWERS THE QUESTION.
BIH Reply to Young Mans AnS,
Ious Iuquiry-Rindly Invitation.


IOus Iuquiry-Rindly Invitation.
"S. Q. c." McGree's Prairie, Iowa,
asks: do you know of any place where a
young man eau get Il good livingi"
That depends on what you call q good
living, 5. q. G. IL your stomach would
not revolt ut plain fare, such as poor peO-
pie use, come up and stop at our house
awhile. We don't live high, but We aim
TO exc out an existence, as it were. Come
and abide with us, s q. G. Here is where
the prince Of Wales m when he gets
weary OF being heir apparently to the
throne. Here is where Bert comes when
he has stood u long time, first on II leg
and then on the other, waiting for his
mother TO eyacuate said throne. He bids
dull care BECOME, and clothing himself In
some Of my own gaudy finery he threads
a small Limerick hook through the vitals
of a long wasted worm, as We HE us &c
the bosky dell where the plash of the
pleasaut-voiced brook replies to the turtle
doves moan. There, where the pale green
plush of the moss on the big TIA rocks
deadens the football of Wales and me,
where the tip OF the long willow bough
monkeys with the giddy stream forever,
where neither powers nor pr~incipalities,
nor things psesent OF things to come, can
embitter Us, we sit there, young Regina
and me, and we live more happy years in
twenty minutes than a nan generally
lives all his whole life socked up against
a hard throne with the eagle eye or o
warning constituency on him.
It's q good place TO come, 5. Q. G. Quiet
out restful; full Of balm for the wounded
spirit and close up TO natures great
North American heart. That's the idea
Perhaps | do not accurately size you up,
) Q. G.. You may be q man who does
not pant for the sylvan shade. Very
likely you are a seaside resortist and do
not care for pants, but / simply say to
you that if you are u worthy young man,
weary with lite's battles-beaten back
perhaps, and wounded-with your neck
knocked crooked like q tomtit that has
run against a telegraph wire in the night,
come up here into northern Wisconsin,
where the butternut CLEANS In the au-
tumn sunshine and the ax-helye has her
home. Come where the sky Is q dark and
glorious blue and the town a magnln-
cent red. Come where the coral
berry nestles Ia the great heart Of the
Welding marsh and the sandhW cane
stands idly on the sedgy brim OF the
lonely lake through all the long, idle day
with his hands in the tail pockets OF his
t~an-co,Ored coat, trying 70 remember
what he did with his handkerchief.
Come up here, s Q. G., and be my
amanuensiS want a man to go with
me on a little private excursion from the
Dalles Of the st. CrOiX TO the Sault Ste.
Marie. Iwant him to so with me n
act IS my private secretary and carry
nv canoe for me. The salary would be
small the first year., but you would have
q GOOD deal Of fun. Most any m can
have fun with me. We would go mostly
for r~e.avatlOu and to build up our syS-
Gems Ny system Is pretty well built up
hut il would be q pleasure to me to
watch you build yours up.
You would be welcome, s Q. e.; wei
come here in the fastneSs Of the forest;
welcome where the resinous air OF the
spruce and the tamarack would kiss your
wan cheek; welcome to the rocky shores
of the grand old fresh- water monarch,
the champion heavyweight Of all b
great lakes
Come over, S Q. G. Be my stenog-
rapher and 1 will show you where a
friend of mine has concealed "a water
melon patch in the very heart Of his corn
field. Come over and we will snow MN
how conceallent, like q worm, may
feed upon his damaged fruit. Till then,
S Q. G., ta-ta.-Bn Nye IL Chicago
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