Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-10-13

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Apollo Belyidere. and then. after ask
ing for the ninth time if it were really
Apollo said, with a sigh that raised
the dust of antiquity in clouds, well,
if that's the Apollo Belvidere, give me
Scraggs!"
Beauty. especially in the opposite sex,
is a local issue. Love is SAID to be
blind. but the beauty he sees in some
people does my heart good. There's
nothing that so clearly proves the exist
ence Of an all-w,se, thoughtful God
more than this. Where I would be to-
day if love had not surrounded me win
a glamour for which 1 would not take
q good sized farm, with so head OF stOcA
on it?
Saudow. to the importer Of Perche-
ron draft horses and Rosa Bonheur
Norman dray stations. Is beautiful. To
me he is a beautiful as a locomotive
that can make 80 miles an hour, but
what we'll informed man would prefer
him as a fellow tourist toward a better
! land TO the scores Of thousands Of the
angelic host which graduates every
June in our own country alone?
When it comes 10 one sex criticising
the other, II is like one LIND asylum
criticislng the beauty of rival asylum.
Ny own Judgment, which on general
topics is sought for every day by those
who are strangers to me, would be en-
tirely at fault in a matter of this kind,
and yet I venture TO give it with char
acteristic buOyanCy and courage.
Man should lay no claim TO beauty.
for when he enters the contest and is
conscious of IL DE becomes merely the
silent partner Of his clothes. He should
J be the trunk of the tree, not the fOli-
aga He should be the energy that
moves the panorama, but he should not
! be the panorama.
50 far as honor is concerned IN bus
/ mess, woman often saves man from
dishonOr. In her own dealings she may
| be more timid about the fulfillment of
/ her contracts than man, but that is the
/ fault Of her education and environment
TO a certain degree. She may ask for
margins and advantages in commercial
| transactions which man would hesitate
\ 70 ask for, but that IS because she has
| learned that she can do So Women
/ educated to business methods do not
| take advantage Of This.
So far as honor between the two may
! be concerned in affairs of the heart,
statistics do not aid Us. but our own se1
| will do Just as well 70 avoid an .nves-
tigaJiOn.
After all, however. anything that saw
Ors Of savage and heartless discussion
with the two arrayed against each 9TH
/ er Is wrong and dangerous. Man is the
/ oak and woman the vine. and If the oak
| should prove to be decayed, and the
vine turn out to be a poison ivy, hui
| manity suffers and the divorce machine
I has 70 work a night shift.
Let US be friends
Let us have peace.
Girls, I will punish the first man whG
/ says YOU cannot "hOller down our rain
/ barrel" Do all your hOllering there
! if you wish. and when YOU need a new
/ barrel drop a postal card In the Office
! for us IL Will be attended to.
A kind friend sends this week a poem
/ Of the narrative kind 1t reminds one
Of "Childe Harold, but still does not
| resemble 3t enough to rob it Of .ts orig
/ inality. The poor distracted parents
/ must realine, alas, that death is no, the
WORST thing we have to contend against
{ i'm North Carolina:
/ On the second day Of September,
ln the eighteen hundred and ninety
third year.
A little child was born,
It's mothers heart 90 cheer,
ms little child lived and grew
10 be a prattling boy,
To run about the yard.
Ana gives its parents joy.
but THIS was not long TO be
For this darling child TO thrive
For soon the news was spread abroad
That Eli was no more alive
five. 49,
On the third day of July.
That he, with two Little brothers wan
dered
To a creek that ran near by.
The little ones were all TOO small
The danger Of it to know.
And soon this one was undressed
In a-bathing TO so.
But the water was much too deem
And with chuck holes it abounded
So right away they heard at the store
That little Eli was drOwnded.
The next day friends Inferred
The remains Of this little boy
In a graveyard near his grandfather's
BY the side Of Mr.. MallOy
Before closing want to express my
thanks and give due credit for a stanza
used several weeks ago which should
have had quotations added TO it at
least, though il was too good to be con-
fused with my own work, which is al
most exclusively in the prose line. Il
IS a poetic definition Of poetry and was