The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1889-07-20

and window out into the still
ness, and the red deer browsing heard
it, and scudded away down the moon
lit glens nor dreamt then of the time
when they would fearlessly crop the
grass round the very walls OF the
palace, and rest secure and tindis.
turbed upon its weed-grown terraces.
But no shadow of the coming
gloom marred the glittering pagean,
try on which the morning sun threw
down his glory, as gay with silk AID
flashing steel, and fiuttering plumes
and prancing steeds, the gallant
train of knights and squires rode
slowly down the hill. And hearts
were light and hopes were high, but
no heart so light as the Princes, no
hopes SO high as his, as he rode at
the head of that gay throng, the gay,
est OF them all
At each place that they came to
the Prince inquired for Love, but
found, to his astonishment, that,
though people talked about her a
good deal, hardly any one knew her.
Few spoke of her as reality. Most
folks looked upon her as a joke; 9TH
ers, as a popular delusion;. while the
one or two who owned to having
known her seemed half ashamed OF
the acguaintanceship. Thre were
shams and limitations in abundance,
but the real thing, w en- acknowledge
ed, was considered vulgar, and no
one knew or cared what had become
of her.
The first place at which they halt
ed was the town of Common Sense
q most uncomfortable place, oil full
of close and narrow streets that
led nowhere. and inhabited by ii
race celebrated for the strength
of their lungs, it being reck-
oned that one man of Common Sense
was equal to n dozen poll parrots,
and could talk down fifty men of In
telligence their natural enemies) in
less than half an hour. The religion
OF this charming people was touching
In it's simplicity. 1t consisted of a
firm and earnest relief that they were
infallible and that everybody else
was q fool; and each man worshiped
himself.
They were quite indignant when the
Prince asked them where Love was.
ave know nothing at all about
her." said the men of Common Sense.
"What have we to do with Love?
What do you take us for?"
The Prince was too polite to tell
them what he took them for, SO,
merely bidding them adieu with a
pitying smile, he rode off to seek else
where for Love-
But he had no better luck at the
next place they came 10. This was
Tom Tiddler's Land, and the people
there were very busy, indeed. So
busy were they, packing up the god
and the silver. that they hadn't even
time to make themselves respectable,
and their hands were especially dirty
but then it was rather dirty work.
"Lover' said the people of Tom
Tiddier's Land. eve don't keep it.
Never heard oft. Don't know what
it is. But dare say we could get it
for you. What are you willing to
give for it?'
"You can't buy it, exclaimed the
Prince. ut is given"
"Thcn you won't getit here, young
man." was the curt reply; and they
went on with their travelling.
At last the Prince came to the City
of Science, where he was most hospit-
ably received, and where for the first
time he learnt the truth that every
thing is just precisely what one always
thought it wasn't, and that nothing
is what one thinks it is. The inhab-
itants were all philosophers, and
their occupation consisted of finding
out things that nobody wanted to
know, and in each day proving that
what they themselves had stated
the day before was all wrong. They
were very clever people, and knew
everything-Love included. She was
there, in the city, they told the de-
lighted Prince, and they would take
him to her.
$50, after showing him over the
town, and explaining to him what
everything wasn't. they took him in
to their museum, which was full OF
most wonderful things, and in the
center was Love-the most wonder
full of them all. The prince couldn't
help laughing when he saw it, but the
philosophers were very proud oft.
1t sat upright and stiff in straight
backed chair and was as cold as ice.
"Made it ourselves" said the phil
osophers. Isn't it beautiful? Acts
like clockwork, and never goes wrong.
Warranted perfect in every respect.
We have a special committee of old
ladies to look after it, and it has been
highly recommended by the clergy"
''It's very charming" answered the
Prince, trying TO swallow down his
disappointment, "bnt I'm afraid it's
not the sort of thing | wanted"
"Why, what's amiss with it. It's
got all the latest improvements"
Yes" replied the Prince, with a
sigh, chats just it; l wanted it with
all the old faults"
Again the Prince journeyed on. and
came to a town of Society, where
lived n very knowing sort of people
called, "Men of the world" who had
the reputation of knowing their
way about"-a reputation, the ac-
quirement of which it was difficult to
understand, seeing they never, by
any chance, went outside of their
own town-a remarkably small one,
although the inhabitants firmly be-
lieved that it was the biggest and
most important place on earth, and
that no other city was worth living
in for n day,
A dim oil lamp burnt night and
day in the centre of the town, and
the people of Society were under the
impression that all light came from
that, for as they crawled about on