The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1898-04-22


built them. But more wonderful than
any arch they ever lifted, or any tran
sept window they ever illumined, or
any Corinthian column they ever
crowned, or any Gothic cloister they
ever elaborated, is the human ear.
Among the most skillful and assidu-
GUS Psychologists of our time have
been those who have given their time
to the examination of the ear and the
study of its arches, its walls, its floor,
its canals, it's aqueducts, its galleries,
its intricates, its convolutions, its di-
vine machinery, and yet, 1t will take
another thousand years before the
world comes to any adequate appre-
citation of what God did when He
planned and executed the infinite and
overmastering architecture of the hui
man ear. The most of it is invisible
and the microscope breaks down in
the attempt at exploration. The
cartilage which we call the ear is only
the storm door of the great temple
clear down out of sight, next door to
the immortal soul.
Such scientists as Helmholtz and
Conte and De Blainville and Rank and
Buck have attempted to walk the APP
plan way of the human ear, but the
mysterious pathway has never been
fully trodden but by two feet-the
foot of sound and the foot of God
Three ears on each side the head-the
external ear, the middle ear, the in
ternal ear, but all connected by most
wonderful telegraphy.
Tho aaY. in oil aOae alocpa1
by precious stones or precious metals
The temple of Jerusalem, partly built
by the contributions of earrings, and
Homer in the 1liad speaks of Hera,
1.-The three bright drops, her glitter
ing gems suspended from the ear" and
many of the adornments of modern
times were only copies of her ear
Jewels found in Pompeiian museum
and Etruscan vase. But while the
outer ear may be adorned by human
art, the middle and internal ear are
adorned and garnished only by the
hand of the Lord Almighty. The
stroke of a key of yonder organ
sets the air vibrating, and the
external ear catches the undulating
sound and passes it on through
the bonelets of the middle ear to
the internal ear, and the 5000 hbres of
the human brain take up the vibration
and roll the sound on into the soul.
The hidden machinery of the ear by
psychologists called by the names of
things familiar to us, like the hammer,
something to strike-like the anvil 49,
something to be smitten-like the
stirrup of the saddle with which we
mount the steed-like the drum, beat
en- in the march-lille the harp strings,
to be swept with music. Coiled like
a snail SHE'LL" by which one of the
innermost passages of the ear is actu-
ally called-like stairway, the sound
to ascend-like a bent tube of a heat
ing apparatus, taking that which en-
tiers round and round-like a laby-
rinth with wonderful passages into
which the thought enters only TO be
lost in bewilderment A muscle con-
tracing when the noise is too loud,
when the light is too glazing. The
external ear is deafened by wax which
with it's bitterness discourages insec-
tile invasion. The internal ear en-
bedded in by what is far the hardest
bone of the human system, a very
rock of strength and defiance.
The ear is so strange contriva nce
that by the estimate of one scientist it
can catch the sound of 73,700 vibra-
tions in second. The outer ear taxi
ing in all kinds of sound, whether the
crash of an avalanche or the hum of a
bee. The sound passing to the inner
door of the outside ear halts until
another mechanism, divine mechan-
ism, passes it on by the bonelets of the
middle car, and coming to the inner
door OF that second ear the sound has
no power to come further until another
divine mechanism passes 1t on through
into the inner ear, and then the sound
comes to the rail track of the brain
branchlet, and rolls ON and on until it
comes to sensation, and there the cur
tain drops and hundred gates shut,
and the voice OF God seems to say to
all human inspection, Thus far and
no farther"
In this vestibule of the palace of the
soul, how many kings OF thought, of
medicine, of physiology, have done
penance OF lifelong study and got no
further than the vestibule Myster-
ious home of reverberation and echo.
Grand Central Depot Of sound. Head
quarters to which there come quick
dispatches, part the way by cartilages
part the way by air part the way by
bone, part the way by nerve-the slow
dispatch plunging into the ear at the
speed of 1,o9o feet second. Small in
strument OF music on which Is played
all the music you ever heard, from the
,grandeurs OF an August thunderstorm
to the softest breathings OF 4 Auts.