The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1891-08-01

Thoughtfally Discussed For Careful
Readers.


1t is curious thing to notice how
many people, whatever to the contra
ry they may protest. believe 10 fate,
OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES actions speak
their sentiments louder than their
words can deny them.
1t is not exactly q manly thing to
announce oneself the playtbing of
circumstances, so men have devised
many ways of clothing the fact, rath-
er than acknowledge the lack Of en-
ergy which is usually the true mean
ing of that misused word "fate"
When man seeks to account for
failure in life by saying, II never had
half chance" he proclaims more to
the world than the mere fact that he
has been hardly used.
William Hunt, the artist, used to
say:
Don't talk of what YOU want to
do-Do itr'
The men who succeed seem to be
taken from the ranks of those who
have TO contend with unkind circum-
stances. What a man wiH do, in
great measure, he can. What man
merely wishes for, usually crowns
some one else's effort.
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Men in Morgantown say, at is too
small a place. 1t has no opportuni-
ties" Really, opportunities are man
made affairs, and if one hasn't suffi-
cient genius to originate them, the
next best thing is to have sufficient
discernment to recognize them when
originated by others. 1t has some
way happened that great men have
been peculiarly given to coming from
country towns and even from very
primitive regions. There is no deny
ing the fact that they sought larger
fields, but they made their way to
them by struggles that not only
strengthened them, but developed an
elasticity of. effort that adverse cir
cumstances could not deprive of it's
ability tn rebound.
If Morgantown has not the oppor-
tunities for all kinds of success, and
of course it has not, the man who
really has it in him to succeed will
find the place and make the opportu-
nifty elsewhere. This is not 10 be
construed as in any way opposing
Morgantown's looked for, longcd for,
approaching boom. Not at all. 1t is
distinctly in harmony with it. IL the
unsuccessful, disappointed, soured
people would only abandon it for
pastures new. the clear, invigorating
social atmosphere would rapidly de.
velop that boom. However, the Bar
barian is too recently arrived in the
midst of civilization to appreciate
adequately the proper nourishment
for booms, and as he has been told
they feed neither upon the truthful
ness of the apostles nor the genuine.
ness of the resources, be may be mis-
taken in wishing to send SO many
kinds of people away OF one thing
he is certain, some of the bad people
should stay.
There was a little pamphlet sent
out not long ago setting forth some
of Morgantown's advantages. The
Barbarian believes every word in
that pamphlet. Perhaps good man
wrote it. Perhaps he could not tell
"a lie. If people in general could on
ly place implicit confidence in that
good mans words, as the Barbarian
does, the bad man would not be need.
ed, but if booms pine and die when
fed on truthfulness, as it is said they
do, the bad man, the man with I'M
Washington-like reputation, will not
yet find his occupation gone.
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Surely this is the time when Nor
gantown is at its best. We miss the
grey coats of the students, the gath
erings about the Forts" the gay
shouts and the young, soldierly steps,
but there are new faces on the streets,
visitors in the doorways and on the
vine wreathed verandahs; there are
drives to Cheat View and excursions
to the Cave, there is rowing on the
river and camp fires are glowing on
its banks; there is a wealth of laurel
bloom, and the hame-colored lilies
are just opening to the sun, and the
wild honey suckle is weighing the
air with fragrance. Nature is always
prodigal with her gifts to this favor
ed land, and she seems this summer
TO be more generous than is her won't.
The light green of the tree tops
shades into black in the shadows.
Over the sharp ascents of woods and
rocks tall ferns are growing, and
down by the edge of the gliding wa
ter the bright goldenrod sways grace
fully. There is world of beauty
a background of grey and green
against which glow the richer color
ings. One need not go far To enter
the wilderness, and needs little imag-
ination to see again the Indian hun.
ter glide from rock to tree as he col
lows the flying deer
My mother told me Of u young girl
friend, who. dying one bright sum
mer day, asked to lie under stately
oak that crowned high green hill,
that on the Resurrection morning,
she might look once again upon a
scene she thought the most beautiful
on which her eyes had rested.
| Her lone grave speaks loving
language to the real nature lover,
but it is not given to every soul to
love the unbroken forest, oi find in
the mountain solitudes beauty that
will atone for the awful conscious
ness of loneliness that broods under
the pines and hovers over the waters
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Because this is the camping sea
son, and so many of our friends have
pitched their tents away from civil
ization, and are spending their days
in fishing, rowing and kindred sports,
was quite impressed by set Of
rules for the benefit of campers OF
which l had glimpse the other day
Having been written by man, OF
course they were entirely for the bene-
fit of women, and treated chiefly Of
the things that should not be done
First, it said that camping girl
should possess a soul above snakes
spiders and unnamed, crawling things
That when she was being rowed "ovel