The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1890-09-21

and sit with lot Of ether men alone. but
everybody gathers around the fire, the men
( smoke If rheyswanc 10, if there is ANYBODY
that can sing, and there always j.. a song
is TO the fore. and it is a song which has a
chorus, and everybody joins in it Your
voice may BE- situlted In your boots, or as
] fine and threadlike as your golden hair. but
nevertheless you come in and do your best.
The OTTER night everything went-they
! sang "Annie Rooney" they sang Nellie
Bly, they sang WAY Down upon the
| Suwanes River" and then a man, whose
voice is full and rich and clear, suddenly
began to sing the most beautiful thing that
/ Cardinal Newman ever wrote, Lead,
Kindly Light" and everybody came into
the chorus in a quiet sort of way, and the
eyes of one or two filled with tears, and the
trees outside, as they rustled, made a
wonderful accompaniment, and there was
| quiet such as only comes when people feel
] nearer TO God, and more full of kindness
and consideration for each other.
MOUNTAIN sKYLAKING.
Tho next night was the night the young
man from the city arrived; he had brought
a banjo with him, and, among other bsau-
tiful tunes, he made this request:
"sing of lovers-sad or spoony,
Little Peach OF Annie Rooney,
Ask me where / got my hat
Got my hat-Got my hat,
Dub ObD sly MCJluLN, QIdH Tie line dI
that
Tho banjo inspired tue athletes; they
danced a clog dance, and then everybody
ele danced, whether they knew how or
whether they didn't. They waltzed. they
danced cotillons, and they finished up with
Virginia reel in manner that was simply
wild, even the banjo joining In it and taking
the head of the line.
WHERE LIFE IS VERY REAL.
We are all going away tomorrow morn
ing-that dance was the last. We are going
to ride twenty miles on q stage coach, then
all night on the train and part of the next
day. By the time we get to New York we
will all make engagements to 60 and hear
about the omniscient ostrich, and we will
have gotten back little of the stiffness
that is the result of nearly 2,0OO years of
education to women. But we won't forget.
And have an idea that when the spring
time comes, and the roses are all nodding
"how do you do, and the orange blossoms
are being packed IN white cotton to give
their sweet greetings to the bride TO be,
that there will be one or two weddings that
came from fellow finding out what a real
girl was the one with whom he had waltzed
and paid compliments all of one winter, and
yet whose readiness he only discovered dur
ing that two weeks in the mountains.
PAST, BUT NOT FORGOTTEN.
Some things we will forget.
We will forget any disagreeable word or
act said or DONE
We will forget the selfishness of other
people. if there were any, and remember
our own.
Wen forget the little discomforts, be.
cause the big comforts were so great
Wen never forget, however, the young
man who was Rugged by the bear, aud we'll
realize fully that he is chasing around New
York city to get special ring to suit the
girl he Rugged, and who after next June he
will have the iueffable bliss of hugging for
the rest of his life.
But the men say that what they never
will forget is the night we sang LEAD,
Kindly Light" for it made them realize
that women were better than they thoughU,
that life held out more TO them, and that
sweetness and goodness, after all. was
stronger than any other powers. So. you
see, the two weeks in the mountains taught
us all something. Don't you wish you had
been in the partys Bah.