Richmond daily palladium. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1876-1904, 1889-12-05

In art, as we'll q in literature, the
Century strives to offer the best. The
December numb Der is rich, particularly,
in portraits. Two very fac ones of the
Duke OF Wellington-to illustrate
Selections from Welliugton's Letters"
by Mary K. Davies EvAns-grsce the
initial pages. besides another, grouped
with her Majesty. the Prince Consort
and an infant prince. In this one,
though. the great commander who
Gained hundred fights. Or ever lost
sn English gun" locks as if he were
about to take = sip OF som ething, out of
an immense cup-evidently he is MT,
however. but is just going to bestow q
few Jewels or something. IN q casket on
his poor, little prince god son. "Une
Dame Espsenole. painted by Fortuny,
IS engraved tor these psges-with ell
her besuteous pride, desire, disdain -
. portrait which would attract among Q
thousand. The portraits illustrating
The Autobiography OF Thomas Jeffer
son" are, some OF them, of much inter
est.
An account of 1.-The Panorama of the
Nineteenth Century" by MN. Alfred
Stevens and Henri Gervex. the authors
OF the panorama, has q timely and also
a continued interest 1t Ia beautifully
illustrated. The Nature and Method OF
Revelation" by George p. Fisher. treats
this month. OF Revelation and the
Bible. Nature and People in Japan"
has some pleasant pictures by Theodore
Wores,
Frank Stockton's merry Chanter" is
stuck in "Shankashank Bay" but the
interest In the owners. passengers, cap
tain and crew of that barnacled and
pavipg-stone- bsllasted vessel is not run
aground, but ID sailing on before the
wind at q number of knots an hour, as
is usual with the mental craft OF that
adventurous navigator. Lincoln in
Il chmond" is the closing part of this
months installment, of that History
There are several brief stories and arti-
cles snd = number of short poems. Mrs
Louise Vickroy Boyd. of Dublin. this
county, contributes one of the best OF
these-an expression of the longing,
which we all know, for an expansion
into the bloom of . full life of resultiul
action. We give, below this suggestive
And graceful little poem:
THE FLOWER OF DESTINY.
FLOWER str ange andf new,
know not of what hue.
L sought for even when little child,
Could have dreamed OF il in some lost dream?
l only know Ger meadow and by stream,
On sunny hillside, an in Swallowed glade,
Where pine and laurel tender twilight N lGe,
L searched in " istful WEAKNESS, and then
At evantfde, resolved to come again
opoa the morrow Spring and summer passed,
And autumn, killed of her own blooms the last.
But this uudsunted faith supported me:
After the winter the flower shall see.
All me The changing seasons came and brought
Flowers upon flowers, but not the sought.
and years and years went by, and Hope forIorn
Almost refused to lead me forth at morn
With glad smile for welcome, If should rise,
Dewy and dear, my flower of Paradise
And am old at last sy, near the size
OF Jordan but my lonsing has not died
The longing for this blossom strange and new
know lot what its shape or what its hue;
Bat know across q grave-mound DER the stream,
Beyond Earth's winter and beyond Lies dream
4 ms wonder Il over of my missed destiny
Grows toward my coming. keeps its oloona for me.
IopIsE NICRRoY BOYD.