The Indiana State sentinel. [volume] (Indianapolis) 1868-1895, 1892-04-13
A MERRY HEART.
''sIurieW Swings Along At an Easy and
Plansnnt GRIT.


"Murier" Swings Along At an Easy and
Pleasant Gait
DEAR HowARD FRIENDs-As I glanced
over the II. L. G. letters last week / awoke
With a fearful start. At irst | thought il
was that horrid grip returned to finish me
up. but on reading bit soon learned that
il was Comet" and Advance that had
given us such a rousing shake and imme-
diately commenced humming; Let me
dream, On, let me dream again do not
wake me from ny slumber sweet let me
dream, Oh let me dream, let me dream.
Oh, let me dream again"
No, sir; Advance" I have not de-
serted or had any intention of deserving
the II. L. c., neither do l want a new
president, put for fear that the editor will
want to resign next, l move that we APP
point a committee TO see that no more
letters be printed which DO not meet the
approval of AL members some cannot en-
dure Bible talk, others frown If you dare
smile and Randolph" thinks some OF our
letters were "nOxiOus" 10 our society. L
do not think any member would know
inglv or purposely do or say that which
would be detrimental to the advancement
OF our club. ar, be a little more eX-
plicit; critlcise them kindly, and tine
writer OF those letters VIII no doubt give
Us something that we may be proud OF.
"lncog" are you not trifle too strict
in regard to the use OF slang? True, 1t
adds nothing of charm or interest TO con-
versation." Yet | cannot think 1t Is as
bad. or even leads 10 swearing. II you
thought less Of your visitor for saving
shoot the PEN" l wonder what would be
your verdict of the minister who en-
phasizes his sermon with slang to such an
extent that 1t is simply disgusting. 1es,
l have actually heard il used in the pull
pit. and in no small quantities, either
blue jay says the baking powder
man has been routed. Well, l hope so.
If I'm not mistaken it was that same
powder which caused brother to say that
i baked sweetened wind for cake"
Evening Star" you dazzle me with that
hideous war paint If you'll step this way
I'll loan you feather; but remember that
/ shoulder no responsibilities If Arnold
Ben" looses his scalp.
'Incog" try this recipe for cookies. 1
think it splendid: Two cups of sugar,
one cup OF butter, one cup of sour cream
or milk, two eggs and one teaspoonful OF
soda "MURIEL.
''Thoss Whom the Gods Love Die Young"
Earth to earth and dust to dust
Obi aDguished heart, OH wAyering trust
That fails 20 hear in its quivering thrill
The low, sweet whisper peace be still"
And only feels in its darkening gloom
Tho deadly chill OF the silent tomb.
And reaches out in its wild dispair
For the fair, sweet maiden resting there,
With the drifting snow-ike winding sheet
Ger the stiff form drawn from head TO feet,
Striving to pierce with tear-dimmed eyes
The deepest Of all hfe's mysteries.
The pure young life that mid sunshine and flowers
Had attuneded to music the hurrying hours,
And full and strong in its deepening flow
Caught only the music the angels know
For all Of its beauty, gladness and bloom,
The darkness and greed OF the silent tomb.
Til soft the light Of early
There steals to hearts from the pure life born,
vision Of beauty. radiant. fair
With smile which only the angels
And whispers the life Of the soul begun
Hath the Joy, the peace OF the Infinite won.
Mrs r. T. SMITH.