Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1892-12-08

Jobn Howard sit down on the otnes
s;dasNo embarrassment. What tnouel
rharIotte Elizabeth sit down on one
,;ds and Hannah More sit down on
tha other sides No embarrassment.
/ monarch yourself, why be emoarras
s.d smone monarchs. A songster your
sell why be embarrassed among
gloritied songstes' 10 IN a''u xiv"
COMING IN IN SEASON.
All the shocks of corn are c0H'is AZ
IN their season. Oh, yes, IN tne'. sea
son. Not one of you having dieo TOO
soon, or having died too late. or nay.
inc died at haphazard. Planted a.
INST the right time, plowed at Just the
ripbt time. Cut down at just the rish'
lime Husked at Just the right time
Earnered ut Just the right time; ton .
mo in in your season. Oh, wish that
the two billion bushels OF corn now IN
the fields or on their way TO tue sea
board might be type OF the sralu
Weld OF honor and glory and MINOR
talitv. when all the shocks come IN.
lido not know how you are constl.
tuted. but am so constituted 1ha'
there is nothing that so awakens re-
miniscences in me as the ouors VI :"
,orn field when cross it at the time
OF year after the corn has oeei GUY
and it stands in shocks. Ana SO
have thought it might be pract'caily
useful tor us to-day 10 cross INC
corn field, and | have thought per
hans, there might be some remih.s-
,ence reused in our soul that might De
salutarv and might be SAVING IN
Sweden a prima donna, While her
house in the city was beng repa.reu'
took a house in the country Tor tenn
porary residence, and she brought out
her great array OF Jewels to SHOW
friend who wished to see them. one
night, after displaying these lewelsS;,
and leaving them on the table, ana an
her friends had gone. and the servants
had gone-one summer nlsht-she SAT
thinking and looking into a mirror
lust in front OF her CHAR,
when she saw in that mirror
the face OF robber looking IN at the
window behind her and gazing at
those levels. She was in great fright,
but sat still. and hardly knowing
why she did so she began to sing an
old nursery song, her fears makinsthe
pathos OF the song more telling,
Suddenly she noticed. while lookingat
the mirror, that the robber's face had
gone from the window, and 1t did not
come back a few days alter,
the prima donna received a letter
from the robber saying: Il heard
that the Jewels were to be out
that night, and came to take them
at whatever hazard; but when lheard
you sing that nursery song with which
my mother so often sang me to sleep,
| could not stand it and | fled, and l
have resolved upon a new and honest
life" O, my friends, there are jewels,
in D. ril richer than those which lay
upon that table that night. They are
Jewels OF the immortal soul. Would
God that some song rolling up out OF
the deserted nursery OF your child
hood, or some song rolling up out of
the corn fields, the song OF the huskers
twenty or forty years ago, might turn
all our feet out OF the paths OF sin in.
to the paths OF righteousness. Would
God that those memories waited in
on odor or song might start up this
moment with swift feet toward that
blessed place where so many Of our
loved ones have already preceded us,
Gas shock OF corn cometh in in his
season."