Wood County reporter. [volume] (Grand Rapids [i.e. Wisconsin Rapids], Wis.) 1857-1923, 1892-05-05

would be on account OF the Borrowe scan
dal, will receive fully as much as the other
daughters. Under the will she will re-
celve 81, 900 900. to be added to the $780,
COo which was given to her at her mar
rage.
INJUSTICE TO THE DEAD.
Repnbll cation of u Poem by the Late DIR.
Conover Erroncously Credited tn Long
Fellow.
Madison, Wis, Democrat
In Wednesdays DEMOCRAT was pnb-
llshed poem entitled Via Soitaria at
Tibuteo to LongfeIlow, but which was in
fact written by the late Or. O. M. Como
yer. OF Madison II is a
beautiful and touclino la
ment penned while the author was bowed
deep In sorrow over the death of his wife
in the early COS. The poem was origin
ally published III the New York Indepen-
dent in 1868 over the date Madison.
Wis.," and De- Conover's signature.
In going the rounds Of the periodical
press of the country the poem soon lost
It's identity. The Independent repub-
lished it In 1882, and on being informed
as to the truth regarding its authorship,
printed a handsome editorial correction
OF the mistate; aud Dr., H. NJ. Good
win. Of Oivet College, Mich, who
had sent it to the independent, on learn
ing from the family of Mr.. Lpngfellow
tia, the poem was not by him, wrote to
Df. Conover apologizlng for his uninten-
tioDal b!under
The critics. writing on the supposition
that the poem was by L)pgfelow, have
universally spoken of it as one of his best
One OF them says:
- It's lofty strain of undying love and
devotion, upborne upon the wings of an
absolute and perfect faith, that neither
| fails nor falters IN tine loneliness and
gloom Of an earthly separation, is poured
out IN music as sweet and beautiful as
the breathipgs of the 8olian harp; as
desolately sad and mournful as the tones
| of a November wind at twilight in the
dead but clinging leaves OF some lonely
grove of oaks, or of the ocean waves that
| break when summer is gone ON solitary
shore. II is strain to hngpr in the
memory. to make one know that the poet
! felt all that he so mournfully but melod-
| iously uttered
How many a bereaved and patiently
waiting heart will echo, in It's own quiet
depths, the true and sadly beautiful
verses:
'In vain for me the elm tree arches
Its plumes In many feathery spray;
In vain the evenings starry marches
And sunlit day.
"In vain your beauty, summer flowers
Ye cannot greet those cordial eyes;
They gaze on other fields than ours
On other skies.
'For lite to me is as a station
Wherein apart a traveller stands
One absent long from home and nation,
In other lands
"And |, as he who stands and listens,
Amid the twtlight's chill and gloom,
70 hear, approaching in the distance,
| 1he train for home.
| Greater men, no doubt than Longfe-
| fellow are COMMUNICATED In Westminster
abbey-but which one. Of all those who
are remembered in the poets corner
could have written that
Via Solitaria and another poem entitled
Reconciliation, written somewhat later,
were in 1882 printed by DR.. Conover, in
book form, for private distribution.
| The following is Via Soitaria, correct
| ed Of many errors which have crept in
daring the twenty nine years it has been
on lis rounds:
Alone walk the peopled city,
Where each seems happy with his own
Oh, friends, ask not foryour pity
walk alone.
No more for me yOn lake reioices,
Though moved by loving airs of june
Oh, birds, your sweet and piping voices
Are out of tune.
In vain for me the elm tree arches
Its plumes in many feathery spray,
In vain the evenings starry marches
And sunllt day
In vain your beauty, summer flowers,
e cannot greet those cordial eyes;
They gaze on other fields than ours
On other skies.
The gold is rifea from the Golfer
The blade is stolen from the sheath;
Life has but one more boon offer,
And that is-death.
Yet well | know the voice of duty,
And therefore life and health must crave,
Though she who gave the world its beauty
Is IN her grave.
live, on lost one for the living
Who drew their earliest breath from thee,
And wait until with glad thanksgiving,
| shall be free.
For life to me s like station
Wherein apart traveller stands
One absent long from home and nation,
In other lands.
And /, as he who stands and listens
Amid the twllght's chill and gloom
TO hear, approaching in the distance,
The train for home.
For death shall bring another mating,
Beyond the shadows of the tomb,
On yonder shore bride Is waiting
Until come.
In yonder field are children playing,
And thereon, vision of delight
see the child and mother standing
In robes of white.
Then, then, the longing heart that breakest,
Stealing the treasures one by one,
I'll call Thee blessed when thou makest
The parted one.
THE TELEPHONE.
How Competitors take Steuograpbie Turns
on Typesetting Machines.
The management of the London Times
has utilized the telephone in UNIQUE way.
Telephone wires have been laid in the un--
foreground srallway tunnel between the
composing room in Printing House Square
and the Parliamentary reporters gallery in
the House of Commons. A copy reader