Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1894-11-18

decIarsn. Several people bad written
with considerable care their IMPRESSIONS
regarding she war and had been suitably
rsnunerated for tho same.
The war horse had recovered from
saddle gals and received his pension
for injuries received while 10 the line
OF duty aud had reluctantly allowed
himself to become identified with agrl-
culture.
What 6 curse war Is.
Nothing causes 50 much ill-fseling a.
war. Could IL be carried on In such \
way as 10 promote harmony there
could be no objection TO war. but as Is
is now conducted IL is certainly in
furious 10 both man and beast
But ~ the time OF which we speak
peace bad returned, and Ia the mount
ain region the rudy soil OF the erect
farm was dotted here aud there with
pallid corn. The Sure-footed mule
might be seen ever and anon, guided mp
and down the steep mountain sides,
stepping on the crops with unerriDg
precision. II perchauce he missed the
corn IN the ear, he would make IL right
aud a wild cry OF pain from the bare
footed agriculturisi would echo through
the forest.
Ten years had passed since peace had
been declared, and where before the
war there stood only few scattered
cabins and one settlement now the tour
list noted another cabin and thirtY-seven
children. Where thirty years before
the road was rough and almost impas-
sable, now IL had been changed entirely
and the mud-holes moved TO other parts
OF the road.
The golden rod had shed its glory
over the landscape and the pokeberry
hung rich and tempting in the warm
blue haze. To the southwest feecy
cloud nestled on the Sombre green
shoulder OF Pisgah, and poison ivy was
climbing upon cucumber tree about
eight miles down the branch.
This morning dove cooed in sad and
homssick way far up the valley, aud
the plowman in the distant field paused
awhile to rest.
He had done 80 before.
All at once he stood up and listened.
What was it that he heard? He almost
held his breath IN = strained attitude as
he listened again quite awhile. In this
vast solitude he could almost hear him
self think.
The veins about his temples stood out
like thrObbIng whipcords, aud his eyes
grew startled and apprehensive as the
moments sped on.
But let US pause moment. II will
not take long.
Let US pause to describe more care
fully the plowman who stands thus
alert and listening. Tuck Pickinp pack
was the offspring OF long line Of peo-
Pile. They had been his ancestors, but
aside from that they had attracted
little attention. lie had descend ed from
them.
For centuries the Pickinpacks had
descended from their ancestors. and
those who had married into the family
had thus become related 10 them In that
way.
Tuck was an only child at one time,
but as years went on person with any
knowledge of mathematics would no
tlce that he had ceased TO act In that
capacity.
For years the Plckinpacks bad gone
on amassing property and dividing II up
among their descendants, but Tuck, be.
Ing favorite with his parents, had In
herltsd more Of it than the other chill
dren.
AT the breaking out OF the war he
had not kept himself Informed regard
ing It's causes, aud before he could
thoroughly ascertain fully regarding IL,
peace WINS declared, so that he did not
in any way hold himself responsible for
tie war or its results.
But what Is the sound for which be
stands and listens? Probably IL Is only
a noise.