The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1889-10-17
THE BLESSED SLEEP,
Misery Comes at Its Worst When Slumb,
FOrAakes the BODY.

THE BLESSED SLEEP,
Misery Comes at Its Worst When Slumbor
Forsakes the Body.
Nothing could show the universally
and humanity of shakespeare better.
and the greatness of his power of ex-
preston, than all his knowledge and
assurance of the blessing of sle2p, the
misery of the want of it, the horror
filling it with rackiug dreams when
mind and body are at war. or the soul
and sorrow have struck hands. For to
most of man and womankind comes q
time at last when such dreams alight
about the edges of sleep like foul crea-
lures, and the night becomes ones famil-
lar, as If it were some medieval demon.
care sitting beside the pillow. anxiety
tossing the clothes, suspense and sor-
row tapping CHASTITY wings about the
bed. and the worn and weary nerves
tormenting the flesh like so many little
red-hot pinchers of torture. when the
very disease for which sleep would be
a remedy drives sleep away, and the
sufferer travels all night in a vicious
circle, u more panied and weary jaunt
than all the witches of mid-air ever
took upon their broom-sticks.
1t is not the easy, well-digested, care
lees nature th2t knows the torture of
wakefulness; fat men, as a rule, are
''such rs sleep o nights and one of
Sb akespeare's people exclaims:
Thou hast no figure nor fantasies
Which busy care draws In the brains OF men,
Therefore thou sleep'st so sound.
But it is the worrying soul that can
not find sleep, that frightens sleep
away, that wears sleep thin and wears
it out, till there is no sleep for that
poor soul.
1t has come to be generally admitted
that worry does far more harm to the
would-be sleeper than work ever does;
that work, even in undue quantity. does
but fatigue the body, and makes sound
sleep the surer. But worry fatigues the
nerves, and in fatiguing them excites
them to the point where the thickest
blanket of the dark that can be drawn is
penetrated by their sharp stings. The
nervous system, when all is said, is un-
derstood less than any thing in the earth
beneath or in the heavens above it; it
is the most difficult of all tasks to regu-
late it when it is once out of order; it
is that part of humanity which should
be most carefully kept and considered,
and frio6 10 1i%tIo 90 pnoo;l,lo
To tell person of nervous tempera-
ment not to worry is a work of superer-
ogation; rather should one help to make
things so that there should be nothing
to worry about. 1t is almost impossi-
BILE for such person to help worrying
over every pins prick. But just as soon
as worry can be RENTED and appre-
hension forgotten does sleep become
possible, sleep, the only sovereign
power which can lay it's cool hand upon
the burning brain. and bring it from
wild unrest to deep repose and the
sweets of life.-Harper's Bazaar.
DEPEw AND FoREPAUGH.
Remarkable Resemblance That Has Led
to Many Ludicrous Mistakes.
The resemblance between Chauncey
M. Depew, the distinguished New York
railroad president and statesman, ant
Adam Forepaugh, the circus king. -
wonderfully striking. and Brothe
Chauncey is frequently taken fc+,
Brother Adam, and vice versa. This
similarity has led to a number of
ludicrous mistakes.
Last winter while Forepaugh's big
show was in winter quarters in Phila-
delphia, one of the baby elephants was
rented OUT to the management OF All
opera company, it being utilized to
give realism to an Oriental scene The
opera company closed it's season the
latter part of March. and the baby
elephant was shipped back to phila-
delphia, in charge of the age2s of the
company. The elephant was left i,
the car, and the agent went down t.
the Continental Hotel, where he had
an appointment by mail to meet Mr.,
Forepaugh, whom he knew and had
frequently met.
Brother Channcey happened to be a.
the hotel a: the time He had been
invited over to Philadelphia to din .
ner given by the famous Glover Club
and when the opera companys agen:
entered he was standing near the desk
talking to ono of the clerks. The
agent instantly spotted him for
Brother Adam.
Good morning. he said; ''1'm glad
to see you
"Delighted, I'm sure" answered.
Brother Chauncey, with puzzled loolI
on his face. as though trying to remen.
Der where he had seen the agent.
''You got my letter, of coursep"
''No-yes!-well, no, can't say tina;
l did" and the puzzled look deepenei
on Brother Chauncey's face.
20, well,' said the agent, lit doespt
make any difference---tho baby's here
Observation-Disclosures
why, yes; it arrived this morning;
what shall l do with it?''
''Do with what?'
why, the baby"
"What baby?"
The baby elephant"
A light broke over Brother Chaun
cey's face. my dear fellow" he said
''who do you take me for?''
For Adam Forepaugh."
Brother Chauncey began to laugh.
Great Caesar" he exclaimed. '.that'S
the fourth time I've been mistaken for
MIR. Forepaugh since I've been in
Philadelphia, and in every town (
strike I have at least one experience Of
the kind. My names Depew-I'm
Chaurcey Depew."
Then they both laughed and tho
agent went off to find the real Mr..
Observation-Disclosures Letter.
-Husband-"Well, my dear, what
did the magnetic physician say to you?"
Wife-''He says am q sick woman.