Shiner gazette. [volume] (Shiner, Tex.) 1893-current, 1898-09-07
A THOROUGHBRED PEGASUS.
Tho AltituiinouS Parna,,ian Flight of
NJ ssourlan who Saw thn Moon.

Tho Altitulinous ParnaS3ian Flight Of
M ssourIan who Saw tho Moon.
The moon looked so queer aud inn
perfect the other night, something
like an egg with one ide not proper
ly rounded out, says writer in the
Kansas City Star. She eemed pale
and insignificant against the blue in
the early evening, and as she noated
aimlessly and slowly across the
heavens could have been mistaken
for a lighted balloon. wandering
along in her somewhat ridiculous
want of symmetry. But as she
climbed higher and met the dark
Misunderstanding clouds she gained
in glory and eemed to be tho power
which ruled tho night and held in
check the clouds and storm When
she was prisoner behind their sinis-
ter darkness al seemed in ecure,
threatening the little stars twinl6led
timidly rs if asking, lis thore to be
no more light Have they over
thrown our queen2" And other littlo
stars seemed to hurry aero the
blue space as if charged with mes
sages OF eneou agement and prom
ises OF help to her imprisoned maies-
ty. And she, behind the blackness,
TRANQUILITY pursued her heavenly way.
sending before her rad ance where
the white clouds caught her bright
ness and were Illuminated, while
following the glory she herself would
step from behind the shadow; yellow,
victorious, not pale and frightened,
but full of confidence in her right to
her kingdom and her power to hold
it. There was no trace OF the i'm
perfect about her then, the white
clouds like veil covering the out
lines, made her seem again a perfect
golden globe. AS another black mass
came hurrying up and obscured her
brightness, perhaps little patch of
light would flicker through, marking,
where she took her undaunted march,
or narrow golden rim would show
for a minute like scimeter, as if
she were trying to cut her way out;
or sometimes one would see, dis
ma ed what looked like her white
ghost flying from the all-surrounding
blackness.
There was one steady pageant,
whore the clear blue way cut the
clouds apart, and down this path her
imperial brightness stepped serenely,
disdaining the discordant gloom
above and below her. And even in
the darkest times. when the black
ness spread all around, up in the re-
NTH the clouds were white and clear,
showing behind the darkness her
light reached out to bless the loyal
parts OF her kingdom. Once she
seemed to tread along the very top
of murderous-looking mass of
clouds as If she knew not what fear
meant. AS the blackness was sub
dued the white clouds ranged them
selves into little mackereled waves,
patines of silver turning to gold
where she smiled upon them. Some
times her path seemed lost as if she
had been driven out OF her course,
but the illusion vanished with the
falsiiying cloud and the moon shone
down again from her appointed place.
The scientists say she is old and
wrinkled; that she has lost all the
brightness that once was hers. How
dauntless must her spirit be that
even after nature has told her that
her work is done, she yet refuses to
be useless part of the universe,
but still clothes herself in light and
beauty and holds her regal sway in
the deep blue heavens, and even from
black clouds seems to draw an added
glory of victory, which makes her
still more radiant
Beautiful queenl Reaching down
to the far away sun she stores her
heart full of his light and, in order
to pour out all the splendor of it on
mankind she does continual battle,
unwearied and undismayed with
those wandering hosts that In mere
wanton sportiveness seek to I'M
prison her in the heavens behind
them, leaving her earthly worshipers
in darkness.