The Telegraph-courier. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1888-1946, 1891-01-22
AT THE SANITARlUM.
A Holiday Visit,


if only he knows where to find them. Let
himt take the eastward bound train for
Racine and from Racine Junction, where
because the leopard has not yet lain down
with the kid, he will be obliged to wait
upwards of three hours, slide down on the
Northwestern ten miles to Kenosha.
There-the old-time Southport, whence
''Father Collie" of blessed memory
brought the shingles for our First Con-
gregatonal church in 1913
In the brave days of old. -
he will find an omnibus which will bring
him. at nine o'clock in the evening,
miles ride to this ''coigne of vantage y
A beautiful house of soiourn, recently
erected at a cost Of $50, 900, of ample ex-
tent and beautiful architecture, furnished
with elegance and having all means this
wonderful century has discovered forcon-
fort and freedom from care Come to my
room in the third story and look out with
me to the East With a good Iusty
stones throw you would strike Lake
Michigan. There it lies spread out before
you, its restless bosom mounting away
up to the horizon and eighty miles be-
yOnd, and it's line of beach stretching
off north to Racine and south into the
dimness which ends in the luminousness of
Chicago. Yesterday a storm was raging.
All night the thunder of the great waves
was awful, amidst the hurricane of the
winds and the impenetrabIe darkness
which enveloped all. The sweet hymn
answered back to them:
Howl winds of night Your force COM
blne:
without His high behest,
''Ye shall not in the mountain pine
Disturb the sparrow's nest.
All ! but see those waves, even now,
piling themselves up in platOons and,
crowned with their white pennons, sweep
ing up upon the solid earth, as Napoleon's
squadrons of cavalry swept up against
Wellington's squares at Waterloo:
DASHED on every rocky square,
''Their surging charges fOamed them
selves away"
Only part of a parable--the great par
able, which him that Will not read and
heed will devour.
So it was all day yesterday telling us
it's lesson, which was we'll told But the
day before, and the day before and the
day before, you should have stood here
unless you had preferred to saunter with
me for mile, now upon the beach and
now upon the wooded bluff that over
hangs the beach. Begin to watch at five
in the morning. To the left yon see Ra-
cine light to the right you see Kenosha
light, and away beyond is Waukegan.
The moon has been walking queenly all
night through the unclouded sky and is
now dropping into the West There
hangs right in front Of you, hand
breadth above the silver waters, Venus,
not diamond point, but an orb of golden
silver, affiuent like sun but of chatesI
radiance:
"Fairest Of stars last in the train of night,
eff better thou belong not to the dawn,
''Sure pledge of day, that crownst the
'With thy bright circlet.
'See the silver pillar of her light upon
the throbblng waters I"
Come again three hours or less later.
See that low, broad terrace of cloud
stretching back from almost the edge Of
the horizon to a far distant horizon be-
yond like the terrace Of the Oberland
4 1Oc r. al
Some wonderful broad breadth Of celestial
country it seems billOwy, and it's color is
crimson, growing westward into cloud
and orange and such other hues as mans
hand cannot initiate and mans tongue
cannot anyway tell of. And it stretches
to the confines of mysterious realms.
But there is a point where there is gath
ering glory. An aureole Of luminous
cloud hovers over it. A blaze arises be-
meath, prophetic. 1t is the sun, and he
ascends wearing his crown, and the at
tending clouds pass away as if only wait
ing to receive their lord
You should sit here all day and watch,
for every moment brings new revelations
Of color and Of music. But come at least
once more, after the evening has well
gathered her curtain over the earth. When
''All the stars that round her burn
'And all the planets in their turn
have deployed upon the sky, coming up
out of the water.
THE moon takes up the wondrous tale
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story Of her birth"
But did you fail to see Jupiter and
Mars, and did you behold the majesty Of
Orion, and did you see Him who can un-
loose Orions bands
And SO another day OF beauty and an
other night Of beauty and another day Of
beauty, till the storm came and struck the
heavier tones that, with the sweeter,
make up the anthem of which all human
music is but feeble imitation, and to
all ,f lixri, &c