Smyrna times., 1893-11-22
AN EARTHLY PARADISE.
If We Would but Look Around, We Would
Find 1t at Our Doors.

Find 1t at Our Doors.
That this earth of ours is becoming |
fiat and uninteresting sort Of place is |
fallacy born of indigestion and weak |
imagination.
There is u considerable portion of hu-.
manity who measure their happiness by |
what they can kill. And still for these
the rogue elephant tramps down the tea
plants in Ceylon and the man eating
tiger figures in the Indian jungles. The
South American possibilities in the hunt
ing way are barely explored.
Frank B, Sanborn reports that Albania
is splendid hunting ground for the
wild boar, a quarry more dangerous than
any in this country except the grizzly
bear. The African continent still
swarms with game, and except in the
equatorial belt is not too unhealthful 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 in Idaho, Montana, the
vast lake region of northern Minnesota,
the Maine woods, the tarpon's and ali-
gators haunts 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 own land there is ma
terial for the arch@ologists 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 ChampoliOn'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 obIgingly kill the
amateur photographer, and Kafirs who
will feed him fat on juicy confections 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
5 be, so sturdily does earth resist its de-
spoilers. The most tourist infested spot
in the world, Switzerland, is full Of un-
visited hooks, while railroads into the
heart of central Asia and over the eau
o casus and through Bosnia, and the pa
E nubian states take one to fresh haunt:
j and homes. In British Columbia art
o glaciers finer than the Swiss, and off the
coast are balmy islands where, lollinl
on his veranda in the air of June. opt
can look landward see towering peak
topped with eternal snow.
For that matter, one doesn't have t.
leave New York to find places wher
only the green of spring is needed t.
| make paradise. Where are wilder ant
nobler crags than the Palisades, faire
, ranges of low mountains than the High
lands and Shawangunks? The Goldet
, Horn is not more beautiful than tn
Narrows, the Bosporus than our Hu6
son, on whose western bank almost OF
posite New York the rattlesnake sti
sounds his alarm, strange birds fit 9
dawn and mountain laurel and mulbe1
n ry grow in profusion.
y Come, sirs, a truce to melancholy
The world is fair. Needs but to see
80 the artist eye, the poet soul, the gi
Of imagination. With these one ma
grip firm his Communication ticket an
cry to all black blasphemy of pessimisl
"a. an answer stout, 1.-The earthly paradii
is herev'-New York Recorder.