Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1891-06-16
LISTEN TO THE Lien,
F7'9 INFECTIOUS NATURE is Aeln
N CHECK BY IRON BARS

sta,o N' ClpNu about and
sou you opened mouthed, hard breath,
wv mass OF poor humanityl Nora saiI
t"e '"Nliy beauty Of my 1.-the form. ,ha
ueiicale iineness Of my trep,ulons ..t.;'i'
eia a, 'ie langud droop Of nv lopg sleei.
t"li. mark the powerful case ~ 49,
Striue anu leap 70 the shelf, where / ca,
g." &c az an my INDECENT length, and see Won
la better than sou can me. Crowd and
crush about my cage
An! ! heard you. little pirl Ioan,,.,
tne sorrowful, half whisper Poor re-,
ne uoes not like TO be shut IN pnint
WIN Tie rosy finger, half shy. half Arid
u me big strange animal You are a
teIidef morsel you dimpled DARLING. b,,t
! ''eafd Tie divine pity Of your tone n.
We one and | would not harm Won evan
II the tiny hand lay on nv rebelIions
NECK nave had prey almost as dainty
nave seen the young fawn nant and
struggle and die in my relentless CRASH
/ nave tasted the hot blood that flowed
from It's dappled wounded side and
licking my chops with satisfied tonone
nave crouched in my deep forest lair
and slept content.
Lying snug on a winter night 90 ba,.ail
the world was wrapped in snow and bit.
er piercing cold, have heard the
mountains shudder and complain in
their icy winding sheet and the streams
gufgle and battle chokiugly under tbeir
heavy frozen letters have sAen rho
stars III the violet sky slime out like
great globes Of fire, almost within reach
burning in the glorious arch with a full
soft luster the dwelers in these lower
places can never know have watched
the small denizens Ot the hills steal Inv
on fearful feet to the air hole in tha
water course below and because OF niv
great content have let them 10 unha4netI
ado"n the perllOus slopes And now To-
he on a shelf and be stared at Bahi
hate you all Gu-r-r-r-r
You needn't jump, can't get out; but
II could, OH if could! how you would
scatter before me tke spray before the
wind! DO you think would STAY here
IN this hot, sitting curious eyed citv:
An, no! know better place than this.
Tar away In the path Of the setting sun
canyon 50 cool 50 deep and dark that
tapping at midday from the turbulent
mountain stream have seen mirrored
therein the silver stars in the noontide
sky All that Is the place for me. Steep
and dark are its sides, murmurous with
the whispering Of the great pines, fra
grant with balsarnic smells. and alive
with steaIthy, gliding forms and whir-
ring wings There are messy cayerns
and flashing waterfalls, soundless car
pet OF pine needles and-freedom!
Sometimes / see the CLEAN Of your
lake through my prison bars do not
care for IT, know another, not SO vast.
but thrice as lovely Bluer than yours.
too, ana cool and calm and clear. fed Jy
silent springs that steal through the gold
veined heart of the mountain encom.
passed by wooied slopes that hide many
Of my kin in their tangled depths.
SWAN it once.
There is d fort there, but ! needed
not. plunged into the pure wave in
tent only on reaching the opposite shore,
but some one saw me, and then what a
fuss they made. IheF woke the sleep
ing echoes MANY tongues III that land
with their clumsy firing The echoes
were frightened From peak to peak
they called aud murmur-l and reiterated
the startling news. dsd not care
Down under the blue wave for moment
or TWO, and then rose far beyond their
guns and shouts
There were fishers on the lake \ boat
with three children for crew. Hardy
nestlings OF the great eyrie Of the west.
they knew not fear, and the bare legged
BOYS only shouted as rose beyond them
and the tousied, curly head and brave
blue ewes of the little girl turned ana
stared III wonder at the great cat swim
ming the lake.
. Doubtless they We're gathered clos
to the maternal bosom when the aayeH
ture was rrcounted and duly told VIVA,
a fearsane thing am to meet-at home
in nv own mountains. But here, ban.
SYMPATHY FOR OTHER CAFrI1Ea.
Il anu told there are tWo Polar aear7
in as dire imprisonment as myself
Coopel in rocky cage fenced IN witt
iron bars. they who hate known tGe
wide, white sAeucas oi the frozen So
have no 5ut ct their lost home save a
tiny stream J.lyt dasaea Its puay sPral
over the pIitd cAiles.
AS they sit moti2uiess do they mus
i'm desueraIuu on the far oil icy u9TlA