The weekly Thibodaux sentinel and journal of the 8th Senatorial District. [volume] (Thibodaux, Lna. [i.e. La.]) 1875-1898, 1893-09-09
An EARTHLY
Ii We Would but Lcok Around We Would
Find 1t ut Our Doors.

Ii We Would but Lcok Around, We Would
Find 1t at Our Doors.
That this earth Of u r is becoming a
fat and hninteresting sort Of place is a
fallacy born of indigestion and a weak
imagination.
There is a considerable portion of hui
mainly who measure their happiness by
what they can kill. And still for these
the rogue elephant tranps down the tea
plants in Ceylon and the man eating
tiger figures in the Indian iungles. The
South American possibilities in the hunt
ing way are barely explored.
Frank 3. Sanborn reports that Albania
is a splendid hunting ground for the
wild boar, aau.rry more dangerous than
any III this country except the grizzly
bear. The African continent still
warns with game. and except in the
equatorial belt is not too u%nhealthful to
visit. In many of our states we have
reached the time when the enactment of
game laws is necessary. but there is
sport enough yet III Idaho, Montana, the
vast lake region Of northern Minnesota,
the Maine woods. the tarpon's and ALI
gators heunts in Florida, and especially
the wild regions of British Columbia.
The bison has vanished, but there was
never much sport" in his senseless
slaughter.
Quieter minds find pleasure in the
study of men and customs-past and
present. In our " land there is ma
terial for the psychologists to study for
many years. Whether among the Won
derful ruins of the cliff dwellers' villages
or in the relics of the mound builders
there is work to be done rivaling Schlie-
mann's in the Troad, Layard's at Birs
Nimroud, or Champollion's in Egypt.
There are the living as well as the dead
the African dwarfs, the Fuegan giants,
the Melanesian cannibals, the Dyaks of
Borneo. There are the north African
potentates Who will obligingly kill the
amateur photographer, and Kaffirs who
will feed him fat on juicy CONNECTIONS of
grasshoppers and snake pie.
There are those who seek neither
beasts to kill nor men to study, but
pleasant places to hide where winds blow
soft. These there are and always will
be, SO sturdily does earth resist its de-
spoilers. The most tourist infested spot
in the world, Switzerland, is full of IN
visited hooks, while railroads into the
heart Of central Asia and over the eau
casus and through Bosnia, and the Da-
nubian states take one to fresh haunts
and homes. In British Columbia are
glaciers finer than the Swiss, and off the
coast are balmy islands where, lolling
on his veranda in the air of June. one
ear look landward see towering peaks
topped with eternal snow.
For that matter, one doesn't have to
leave New York to find places where
only the green of spring is needed to
make a paradise. Where are wilder and
nobler crags than the Palisades, fairer
ranges of low mountains than the High
lands and Shawangunks? The Golden
Horn is not more beautiful than the
Narrows, the Bosporus han our Hud-
son, on whose western bank almost op-
posite New York the rattlesnake still
sounds his alarm, strange birds fit at
dawn ard mountain laurel and mulber-
ry grow in profusion.
Come. sirs, a truce to melancholy!
The world is fair. Needs but to see it
so the artist eye. tho poet soul. the gift
of Imagination. With these che may
grip firm his communication ticket and
cry to all black b~lasphemy Of pessimism
an answer stout, The earthly paradise
is herew-New York Recorder.