Mexico weekly ledger., 1897-12-23

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ear, yet lives with melody within the
vauited sanctuary of the soul. Tho
recollection OF 1t calls up balmy woods
OF signing pine trees, whore the
breezes which play upon the harp Of
nature are sweet with balsam and
Heavy with the ozone OF the salt sea
water.
Then there are sombre forests where
the long moss trails from live-oak
boughs, and touches with gray fringe
the thick brush of the jungle and tho
open fingers OF palmettos reaching fer
the sun. And out OF this, one sweeps
into the open lands, where over head
q tender sky bends down so you can
almost touch its blue; and far away
the bright green waters Of the gulf
rise up to blend with heaven and
laugh through all the Intervening dis.
tance as the nimble sunbeams strive
to catch the white foam Of the burst
ing pillows. 1t is poem and ro-
nance. For long miles nature
dreams, or, half waking, daIlies with
the sweet embodiment of tropic fan
cies. Earth seems in love with
heaven as 1t lies languorously gazing
upward, and heaven bends down,
smiling with sunlight, to kiss tho
warm, full pouting lips Of the earth.
Man loves and longs as he beholds
the scene; and, watching the swell Of
the full-breasted sea and the fecund
passion of the blossoming land, he
finds the warm kisses of the sun tin
Cling upon his own lips till his heart
is like garden of rosebuds, and his
spirit is filled with the fragrance Of
orange blossoms. Yes, he loves and
longs; he loves, he knows not what
he longs for an infinity Of such love,
let 1t bear what fruit it may; for out
Of the cold North he has come with
the frost on his heart, and the happy
sun has melted it, and the fountain Of
a long forgotten youth sends strong
currents pulsing and bubbling through
his veins. Gray OF beard he may be,
and scant of locks as he who brought
the bears to feast upon the small boys
who moeked his badness, but nlmble
fancy weaves the threads Of retro
spect into pictures of long ago, and
his old arms reach out into the air to
grasp soft waists that have eluded
him when all the world was young.
He smiles at his own folly, and, smil-
ing still, he mutters to himself,
'Jureafus mundi! Ah! eheu, ehent me
miseratun,
A most lovely New Orleans girl
travelled with us from st. Louis homo.
She had been in KirksvilIe, Mo-, on .
visit during the yellow fever scare,
and, by the way, tho southern people
say there was more scare than fever.
This young lady was much pleased
with Missouri, only she was surprised
to meet with wealthy banker OF
Kirksville who only kept one se,yant
and "his wife sold milk, too" ssJust
think of i'll" this lovely girl said, -
she expressed horror in her looks,
I"Weaithy and keeps only one servant
and sells milk. Why, in New Orleans
/ know lots of people who have no
money at all and they keep ave or
six servants; and talk about selling
milki No, indeedie." Now I will not
give the name OF the girl or tho
banker, although j know him to b0
one OF Missouri's most worthy citi-
zens-but he sells milk. Mitchell
could not see the point. He says,
"Papa, is It not all right to sell milk
when You don't put chalk or. water In
it?" tried to explain but made .
poor out at it. This young lady really
thought that banking or selling whisky
was all right, but to sell milk, Oh, Mel
Oh, My' And then to think only one
servant! While one was all that no
needed, at least twenty should have
been employed because he was rich.
This young lady would get red In tho
face IL told that she could admire poo
pie who made living selling milk, or
at any other honest business, and - !
did not want her to change color ]
kept stili. We have very few people
in the West with such ideas. There
are not 30 many In the South as there
used to be. They are very lovely peo-
pie but so impractical. Somehow,
practical people are hardly ever
lovely. Mitchell says he don't hardly
understand It, and, as usual, when !
am cornered, said, "Go ask your
mother.n r. NJ. WHTTE.
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