The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1898-10-07

EKAIA kAANl8om f "1 t%e Pr''a as S SoIo'
REV. TALMAeE' mon suggests when
he says: 81 charge you by the kinds of
the field" Their antlers jutted from
the long grass as they lay down. No
hunter who has been long in John
Browns tract will wonder that in the
Bible they were classed among clean
animals, for the dews, the showers,
the lakes washed them as clean as the
sky. When Isaac, the patriarch,
4onged for venison. Esau shot and
brought home roe buck. Isaiah com
pares the sprightliness of the restored
cripple of the millennial times to the
long and quick jump of the stag, say
ing, 1.-The lame shall leap as the hart"
Solomon expressed his disgust at
hunter who, having shot deer, is too
lazy to cook it, saying, 1.-The slothful
man roasteth not that which he took
in hunting"
But one day David, while far from
the home from which he had been
driven, and sitting near the mouth of
n lonely cave where he had lodged, and
on the banks of pond or river, hears
IA pack of hounds in swift pursuit. Be
cause of the previous silence of the
forest the clangor startled him, and he
says to himself: 81 wonder what those
dogs are after" Then there is u crack
ling in the brushwood, and the loud
breathing of some rushing wonder of
the woods, and the antlers of deer
rend the leaves of the thicket and bv
an instinct which all hunters recog-
nize the creature plunges into a pool
or lake or river TO cool its thirst, and
at the same time by its capacity for
-swifter and longer swimming to get
away from the foaming barriers.
David said to himself: "Aha, that is
myself! Saul after me, Absolom after
me, enemies without number after me;
am chased; their bloody muzzles at
my heels, barking at my good name,
barking after my body, barking afer
my soul. o. the hounds, the hounds!
But look there" says David to himself;
that reindeer has splashed the water.
1t puts its hot lips and nostrils into the
cool wave that washes its lathered
Hanks, and it swims away from the
fiery CANNES, and it is free at last. 0,
that might find in the deep, wide lake
OF Gods mercy and consolation escape
from my pursuersl q, for the waters
OF life and rescue! AS the hart pant
eth after the water brooks, so panteth
my soul after thee, o Cod"
My friends, that is one reason why |
like the Bible so much--its illusions
are so true to nature. Its cartridges
are real cartridges, its ostriches real
ostriches, and its reindeer real rein
deer. | do not wonder that this
antlered glory of the text makes the
hunters eye sparkle and his cheek
glow and his respiration quicken. To
say nothing of its usefulness, although
IL is the most useful of all game, its
flesh delicious, its skin turned into hui
man apparel, its sinews fashioned into |
bow-strings, its antlers putting
handles on cutlery, and the shavings |
OF its horn used rs "A pungent restora-
tive, the name taken from the hart
and called hartshorn. But putting
aside its usefulness, this enchanting
creature seems made out of gracefu |
ness and elasticity. What an eve.
with liquid brightness as if gathered .
up from hundred lakes at sunset! |
The horns, n coronal branching into
every possible curve, and after il
seems complete ascending into other
projections of eXquisiteness, tree of
polished bone, uplifted in pride, or
swung down for awful combat. The
hart is velocity embodied. Timiditv inn
personated. The enchantment of the
woods. It's eye lustrous in life and pa.
thetic in death. The splendid animal
"A complete rhythm of muscle, and
bone, and color, and attitude, and To-
comotion, whether crouched in the
grass among the shadows, or a living
bolt shot through the forest, or turn
ing at bay to attack the hounds, or
rearing for its last fall under the buck
shot of the trapper. 1t is splendid
appearance that the painters pencil
fails to sketch, and only a hunters
dream on pillow of hemlock at the
foot of st. Regis is able to picture.
When, 20 miles from any settlement.
IL comes down at eventide to the lakes
edge to drink among the lily ponds
and, with its sharp-edged hoof, shat
tiers the crystal of Long lake, it is very
picturesque. But only when, after
miles of pursuit, with heaving sides
and lolling tongue and eyes swimming
IN death the stag leaps from the cliff
into the Upper Saranac, can you real
ize how much David had suffered from
his troubles, and how much he wanted
God when he expressed himself in the
words of the text: "As the heart
panteth after the water brooks, so ,
panteth my roul after Thee, o God"
Well, now let all those who have {
coming after them the lean hounds of {
poverty, or the black hounds of perse- {
or the spotted hounds of vicis-
'itude, or the pale hounds of death, or {