Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1891-08-13
HU N-N NATURE.


How 1t ManIfests Itself ut Summer Re.
It was favorite adage of Napoleon's
that human nature is always and
everywhere the same" 1t is certainly
pretty much the same, year after year,
at the different places of summer re-
sort. There is your invalid, for ex-
ample, to whom no topic is interesting
that does not treat of the condition of
his tongue and stomach, sitting on the
sunny side of the piazza, buttoned up
to his chin, ia chair that rests, like
his constitution. on its hind legs. He
pounces on unhappy listeners, and
bores them, always and everywhere
the same, with minute descriptions of
his ailments. Then, there is your coun-
try clergyman, who came to be jolly.
and would fain be so; but, before he
can make make up his mind to it, must
settle the important questions whether
rolling ten-pins would be considered a
sacerdotal act by Deacon Grim of his
parish, and whether he ought to coun-
tenance, by his presence in the ladies'
parlor. any song but ''Hark from the
tombs doleful sound"
There is the bachelor, who knows the
Irritation ropes; and though he has no
objection to carry a young lady's shawl
or parasol, also carries a rhinoceros
hide over his heart, from which her lit
tie arrows glance harmless, though
ever so skillfully aimed from ribbon,
slipper or curl. There is your widow
cultivated. refined, intelligent, self-re-
speeding; yet fettered in every word
and action by the knowledge that every
person in the house imagines that her
earliest and latest thoughts are en-
ployed in the construction of adroit
man-trapS. There is grandma-dear,
sanity grandma--who, in her best cap
and gown, sits hour after hour on the
same rocking chair in the ladies' par
lor, watching the tide of life as it GIBBS
and flows past her, well pleased to be
spared the petty strife for place and
power, and smiling benignly on young
and old, as if to say: "Some day. you,
like me, will be glad to rest; meantime,
my dears. get all you can out of it!''
And here is our belle-blonde or bru-
nette, it matters not-with her won
drous changes of rainbow raiment,
languishing or lively, as best suits her
style, angling for admiration, with
hook and line skillfully concealed, but
none the less effective; beautiful as
a dream. and like dream, very
unsatisfactory to the wide-awake;
umbering her victims by the thousand,
and knowing nothing more earnest in
life than perfect toilet and an intoxi-
Gated adorer, From the tip of her
wicked little slipper to her pearl of an
ear, she is but mockery and a snare.
Then there is the wife who has waited
weary weeks for the arrival of her hus-
band, and now he's coming! She is a
plain little woman, judging her artis-
tically; and yet tonight her face is
quite beautiful with the illumination
of love. She has natural flower in
her hair, and her little girl has on her
best dress; and all the guests feel a
personal interest in that stranger hus-
bands arrival, and listen anxiously,
like herself, for the coming of the train,
as she PAGES up and down the piazza,
too restless to sit still Now, if he
should not come after all! Wouldn't
he deserve lynching? That is the uni
versal verdict. the has come! "Papa!
Para!-John! joint" 1t is dark at the
station, but that kiss was heard; and
all went their separate ways satisfied,
now justice had been done, Human
love. imperfect as it is, is a beautiful
thing. Husband! wife! child! These
ties, after all, are life.-N. Y. Ledger.