St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1897-10-08
Some Rambling Thoughts.

Some Rambling Thoughts.
BY "NEMo."
copyrighted by Dave & Tabor
MORE OSTRICH THoUGHTs:-Th long
legged friend of needy millners, with his
downy thighs and tufted tail, is called in
again to point moral by means of that
silly head which he hobs into the sand
to shut out all sight OF the world. Unlike
him, his human counterpart ranges
through every climate, unleathered and
unhonored. Some even are in your COM
munity. Let us at them and be done
with our bird pointer for while.
Thou money-lover, with not only head
but heart bent down behind few ring
ing coins through world whose beauties
and noblest Joys are to thee invisible, the
avenger is stealthily approaching. A
little twinge of pain somewhere, little
numbness in your brain, a great deal OF
turning hither and thither to famed
physicians what are these but warm
ings of your fate? Your tiny heap seems
so important to you that you thrust
away the very thought OF death and
feverishly desire to feel forever the magic
thrill of wealth within your grasp. You
long to get more; you build it uparound
you like wall. Fool Helped by wealth
you may fly on the wings of the morn
ing to the uttermost parts of the earth,
but swifter than the shadow of an eclipse
the arrow of death will reach you-and
then what have you? The heap that you
trusted in, as a fortress with trouble
proof bastions, will not save you from
the glazing eye and the rafting throat,
the cammy sweat and the vague pick
ing of bed-clothes. These are yours by a
common humanity and when they come
to you, nothing material can be taken
away into the darkness. Something
cannot be taken away from nothing
your life is nothing as you have lived it.
You will close your eyes and lie lleess
beside the beloved wealth that has all
ready closed your eyes to the needs of
the FACILITATING world of misery.
But do intimate that only ordinary
death experience will come to you? Nay.
if l do, l lie; for there will be an out
stretching OF other eager hands toward
your golden heap-they are even now
waiting for your death in order to scram-
blcfor your possessions, and, as likely as
not, behind the fragments OF your souls
all will crouch another generation ofioos
Is that all No; for if you love wealth
more than kindness; if you gather from
expressions; ifyou wrong and cheat in
order to rake more and more around
you, your memory will be crusted over
with gangrenous hatreds. Pleasant and
wonderfully useful though money may
be, have you indeed chosen the better
part OF it in contenting yourself with ac.
QUESTION? Under the effort your head
with it's noble powers, is bowed lower
even than the animals who by getting
give and, having done all, stand to serve
humanity. But you get and give not
and the service OF humanity in any form
is out OF your range OF vision; your head
is too low.
Thou fashionable woman, hiding thy
nakedness behind frumperes that change
with the changing day; contenting thy
self with a world limited by patterns
and rounded out by founces; thou ART
among the ostriches. Prinking and
pruning and philandering, covered with
the products OF creatures more gentle
and with flowers more fair than your
self, you go your way as though the body
were more important than the mind
neglectful of the fact that the mine
adorned and the spirit sweetly anC
gently cultivated will last long after tn,
skin has wrinkled and the eyes have los
their sparkle. Compared with the fabric
of your mind, your body is but Blasting
thread. Yet behind contemplate hill
lock of clothes you bow your beautiful
head until you no more see the Wild
world OF noble womanhood to which yo,
are surely called. How selfish you are
Your father needs must deck you thougl
his aged head calls for rest. you cry
"Give, glve," to both father and husband
not that you make any return either t,
, them or to the world. You circle arount
; yourself, you admire yourself, you &c
pleasure in humbling those less gorgeous
Do you call that living? Can you by an,
stretch of your perverted mind satist.
yourself that your powers were give
. you just to fulfill the function OF dres
torn. II that were all, bent wires wit
silesia covering could fill your place in tn
world Silly ostrich, when the avenge
= reaches tor you and your place know
you no more forever what will you leave
, Clothes! w.hereat even the servants wi
fount in little while. Upon my sou
lite is not worth the effort of living,
! that is all it can be made to bring fortl
Live largely Let lifes current flow
Like gen'rous flood from winter snow
Full, swift and strong, nor lightly bent
BY any small impeachment
The narrow mind Is like the stream
That sparkles bril- hit In summers CLEAN ;
But tiny rock or fallen tree
Will check its journey towards the sea.
Wherefore. look wide, and learn to live
, On heights which true perspective give,
SO nothing trivial shall hide
! The clear horizon stretching wide.
r Lift upyour heads, Dye ostriches! Pee
a out with blinking eyes from behind 20,
= fads and your toibles. Raise your heat
y ON hiuh W. here thew helonu a nd then lor