The Bessemer indicator., 1893-09-09
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The moon looked so queer and i'm
serfect the other night, something
like al eeg With one sid- not proper
Is rounded out. ssys d writer if "'s
Kansas City Star. She seemed pale
and insignificant against the blue il
the early evening, rnd as she Hoated
! aimlessly and slowly a,scs- the
heavens could have been mistaken
igr lighted balloon. wandering
along in hsr somewhat ridiculous
-sut OF symmetry Bss as she
climbed ,,.gher and met the DARK
| mutinous-looking clOc;6s she gained
In glory and reemed to be the toser
whist ruled the night and held in
check the clouds and storm. When
, she was prisoner behind their siuis-
ter darkness all seemed insecure.
| threatening the little stars twinlSled
timidly a. II -skiugs els there to be
no more light? Has hey over
thrown our queen?n And other ilsIF
stars seemed TO hurry across the
'iuc spacs as " charged with mes
saccs OF encouragement aud prom
ises Of help 80 her imprisoned mates
| ty. And she, behind -hc backncss,
TRANQUILITY pursued her heavenly ~av,
| sending before her u radiance where
the white clouds caught her bright
ness and were .l'urri"ated, while
following the glory she hcrscl, would
step from behind the shadow; yellow,
victorious. not pale and frightened,
but full OF confidence in ber right to
her kingdom and her power TO hold
it. There was no trace Of the inl-
perfect about her then. tho white
clouds like veil covering the out
lines, made her seem again a perfect
golden globe. As another black mass
came hurfying Up and obscurcd her
brightness, perhaps a little patch Of
light would flicker through, marking,
where she took her undauntcd march,
or narrow golden rim would sho5-
for minute like scimcter as if
she were trying to cut hor way out
or sometimes one would see, dis
mayed, what looked like her white
ghost lying from the all-surrounding
blackness.
There was one steady pageant.
where the clear blue way cut the
clouds apart, and down this path her
imperial brightness stepped serenely
lisdaining the discordant gloom
above aud below her And even in
the darkest times, when the black
ness spread all around, up in the zs-
NTH the clouds were white and clear,
showing behind the darkness her
light reached out to bless the loyal
parts Of her kingdom. Once she
seemed to tread along the very top
Of Il murderous looking mass Of
clouds as if she knew not what fear
meant. As the blackness was sub
dued the white clouds ranged them
selves into little mackerelcd waves,
patines of silver turning to gold
where she smiled upon them. Some
times her path seemed lost as if she
had been driven out of her course,
but the illusion vanished with the
falsifying cloud and the moon shone
down again from her appointed place.
The scientists say she is old and
wrinkled; that she has lost all the
brightness that once was hers, How
dauntlcss must her spirit be that
even after nature has told her that
her work is done, she yet refuses to
be a useless part of the universe,
but still clothes herself in light and
beauty and holds her regal sway in
the deep blue heavens, and even from
black clouds seems to draw an added
glory of victory, which makes her
still more radiant.
Beautiful queen Reaching down
to the far away sun she stores her
heart full of his light and, in order
to pour out all the splendor OF it on
mankind she does continual battle,
unwearied and undismayed, with
those wandering hosts that IN mere
wanton sportiveness seek to im-
prison her in the heavens behind
them, leaving her earthly worshipers
| in darkness.