The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1895-11-23
NOVEMBER FIRELAeHT.

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when the November clouds heavy,
asben gray and mournful. hang low
oVer the brown hills of the horizon.
and the vet. bare trees. so shlver Win
n sense of their poverty that one iah-
cics Ali the dryads have fledfrom them,
turn from the bleak world of nature
and look with an infinite depth ot Joy
and gratitude at the yeilowlsh fed /
flames of the freight that spluuef
and sparkle in the CRATE anu sen sen
j always to he singing homely iittle
strains of contentment anu peace.
llaok intently ut the fire. at the black
ga, and the vivid golden caverns OF
.,sbes At the little Kissing flames ana
the bright light on the hearth, and Try
arer so hard TO see there PICTURES
| writers tell us they have seen The
: face which Eugene de Gulrin saw, the
beautiful, suffering face Of woman IN
nuroatory. How ! would love to see
? itr How refined with thought ard
. spirituality it must have been! how
e holy and intense 1t must have peeh.
Z How almost Christ-like in its beauty.
And then. / love to see tie tiny gro
y tesoue figures of Puck and the merrle
e jewellers of "A Midsummer's Nights
o Dreamr that fit before the wide awake
r ewes Of happy English children when
sitting in front of the great manor nre
nlaces and roasting their chestnuts on
their glowing embers of the yuie log
thew hear their nurses tell of mlschley'
ors nr,,nxs of Robin Goodfellow, OF
" the beauty of tiny fairy-queen Iitanla'
no and the majesty OF little fairy King
Ia Aberon.
nc Il would love to see these little PEG
ny nle dan cling and revealing there IN GU
g. FIRE Mace but alas the Goals VIII no
he assume such shapes to my duh eyes
and. SO turning from the realm
phantasy, / enter the reams OF iac's
re Surely il is scarce less wonderful
he The coal there in the CRATE before IN
lie that is being consumed hour by hou
let us relate lis history. How pass
ing strange it is! This coal was 10
-, long ages buried in the depths OF 10
a'' earth. During the many, long, sio'
The centuries the sod gradually settle
The above ii. Trees, massive, strong, mig
I'M as Mount Olympus, struck their frl
roots in that sod, and reared tnel
branches far above it. A brave fore'
Fe" grew upon it; which, whensoevef
ed, Vas struck by the wings OF the Nor'
DOR Wind. crashed forth volumes OF souh
ORC now mournful, weird and boomin
like the pillows of ocean, now solt al
sweet and plaintiye as the sobpibS
ing a sea at calm. Vast musical anthem
did the angels of God hear cha''n's
there in the darkness and the gran
eur and the deeoiation OF the Iore'
!. Then when the winter season can
snow storms toasted the limbs OF q
rue ,rees and made them most crys'
and white aud beautiful. But alter avn
~, Snow Spirit aud the Wind SPIRIT all
vanished. Years and ages pass
the awav. Empire after Empire, kingdt
oecs after kingdom rose and Tell. oucce
,cial i've generations of men were Do
pm They lived and struggled, and ours
and hated, and strove for their ~
sion bubbles of fame and money, then ID
caia- foo died and were buried beneath
sod and were forgotten. Al last
brave forest itself fell 10 the earth,
lecaved and became dense bed
coal.
Again the long ages rolled in clo'
above our stage-like world; pui
loa'e forest though dead. was still deslli
esent 10 be useful. Men needed fuel; and
ihich 1.-The miuers, with stern sense OF q
many broke through the thick earth.
with pixies aud axes brought from
w. hiding place the transformed Na
East and.new IN the chill November e'
heriff ings ii emits once again the saail
which it imprisoned thousands o.