The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1895-06-26
N1RLEASE RENEW YOUR SURSCRLPTIOM EOR 1895.
old CHATTER BOX.

As drove across the country few
Jays since, could not but think how
far short all artists have fallen in their
attempts to initiate nature, which has
ever been their greatest aim and desire
of their lives. Athoug h no two plants,
no two leaves and no two flowers are
exactly alike, yet no painter can produce
an exact duplicate on canvas. And no
skttcher or sculptor has ever been able
to cut or draw a perfect likeness of a
human being, hence, | suppose this &C.
counts for the craze at present in the
theatrical world for the Living Picture.
This was balmy morning, and very
favorable one for communing with ma
tlrs. l don't believe any landscape
painter will ever paint scene equal to
it. The blushing wild rose clinging to
the NOISY rock, the waving wheat fields
and the spreading beech over head. And
Van Weber's Last Idea" is not more
enhancing than the silver songs that
morning OF many birds in the dark
groves, and the crystal brook trickling
down the hillside, and then there was
waited on the whispering zephers the
dainty perfume from the bloom of the
wild grapevine that formed tie fret
work OF the coy bowers by the roadside,
reminding me OF the days of my youth
when l went to the country picnic, and
sat on log and pressed the hand OF my
beat girl.
So
And as drove on l thought OF the
many ways wise Creator had planned
for the preservation and reproduction OF
the many kinds of vegetation. How
wise His plan for the distribution OF
seeds. The violet, the giant oak, the
barley, the tare, the ocean weed aud the
prairie flower alike receive his care.
As passed on looked upon the far
reaching meadows dotted with the
dandelion whose golden face is only seen
by day. At night the dew might damp
the down that watts her seeds away.
And then passed the friendly bu,3ock
who is ever ready to lend her Sc, ds 10
The passer-by, by hooking her caiic's
into our clotl cs to be Dropped l.1 p
ara'ler sky. And there vas tho wood
violt TO attract tie forist'a eve, and
bid, him its genus to save, 10 spread
abroad its seeds to terminate and d *
another cline. The beautiful maple
that yields her feaihely seeds which
twrl a downward fight and finally alight
in fertile soil far from home. The
dogwood with its Turing flowers will
soon conceal its seeds with crimson fruit
for birds to bear away and scatter that
she may bedeck other hillsides. And as
drove on | noticed the grand poplar or
tulip tree whose majestic trunk d, fies
the storms yet will yield its seed to the
mild breeze TO be scattered far and wide.
And as l crossed the brook l saw it's
banks were bordered with the wild
touch-me-not or balsamine, whose pods,
if you agitate, will expand with force
aud send abroad it's seeds in great num-
bers.
And then the willow, whose weeping
branches were giving up to the passing
bre, re, it's seed enwrapt in a feathery
shroud, and on noiseless wings as calm
as death, and like the fake OF snow that
quits and floats away in ease from its
cloud, wonders on to find some lonely
dale. And then thought of the song
Scatter seeds OF kindness"
"Let gather up the sunbeams,
Lying all around our path;
Let us keep the wheat and roses,
Casting out the thorns and chat;
Let us find our sweetest comfort
In the blessings of to-day;
With patient hand removing,
All the briars from the way"
Then let us scatter seeds OF kindness,
for our reaping by and by.