El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1899-06-21
For the Better 'Ialf
Written for the HERALD.
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in six cases out of ten when they are
younger than twelve years and in two
women who do not practice, only one
in ten has nervous troubles. The
Journal means we'll, but has jumped a
little too far for it's conclusions. No
one can deny that excessive Dracticing
is harmful to small girls-but the fact
that musicians are greatly inclined to
nervousness is because they have the
nervous. high-etrung temperament of
the artist. Their music does not hurt
them any more than anything else in
life does.
There is pretty little discussion 60
ing on between the government Of
Germany and Sarah Bernhardt anent
that old Alsace and Lorraine thorn.
Emperor Williams officers forbid Sa-
rah Beernhardt giving her Hamlet in
Alsace-Lorraine until after she has
given it in some important German
city. 1t seems that the divine Sarah is
intensely patriotic and refuses to play
in any German places, but she insists
that AL ace-Lorraine is Frances own
and that it was unfairly wrested from
her country and to play there is to
play in French territory. Almost all
Frenchmen SO regard it, but it seems
the German government does not ap-
prove of the idea and proposes to make
an example of the slim lady of France.
1t Is a most surprising thing to come
across statements of the sort made by
one Mr.. Peck in the Cosmopolitan Ma
in the world. Says Mr.. Peck: "When
RI ho 1oin Of
human life on it's serious side, it is man
who is the finest aud the noblest and
the most godlike figure in the world
wherein we live. The earth. indeed,
has been given to him. It is his own.
he ia its MASTER Also that the in
stincts of justice, unsullied
truth, large minded gen.
erosity aud' civic unselfshhess are
mans own and find no Judgement in
1.-The place of woman in the world has
been marked out by man, and he has
so marked it out for her with a perfect
knowledge, in the first place, of his
own necessities, and, in the second
place, OF her nature, her endOwments
and her limitations. In that place she
is bound to stay, because for him, it
may be added because for her as well,
it is wholly best that she should do So"
cannot comment on them. There is
nowhere to begin. The many other
meditations of this philosopher are in
the same key. Thee are only quoted
to show that there still exist men who
believe and dare to say they believe in
the inequality of women.
Dreyfus wept when be left the prison,
An emotion at first seemingly incon-
sistent with his realization of his
dresry, hopeless life there and the
feverish anxiety of his friends to have
him released, but the human mind
will If possible save itself by an in.
terest 1t it's surroundings even with
in prison walls and the smallest in
terests will become great
to a mind shut away
from the busy worlds
doings and interests. There is q clas-
sic story which tells of the love of a
prisoner for plant that grew in a cram
ny in the stone walls and made the
best of the little of Gods daylight that
into the dreary place. AS the
plant flourished or pinned, the prisoner
was happy or sorrowful. He watched
it with the utmost solicitude and hung
all of his daily hopes and his dreams at
night upon the little life that was pris-
oned with him. Byron in the Priso-
ner OF ChillOn tells something of the
prisoners emotion when he is releas-
ed.
Il might be months. or years, or days,
kept no count, took no note,
| had no hope my eyes to raise
And clear them of their dreary mote:
At last men came to set me free;
L asked not ny and rocked not where,
II was at length the same to me.
Fettered or fetterless to be,
l learned to love despair.
nd thus, when they appear'd at last,
nd all my bonds aside were cast,
These heavy walls to me had grown
A hermitage-and all my own,
And half felt as they were come
To tear me from a second home:
With spiders had friendship made
nd watched them in their sullen trade;
II ad seen the mice by moonlight play,
A nd why should l feel less than they?
We were all inmates of one place,
nd |. the monarch of each race
Had power to kill-yet, strange to tell,
Ia quiet we had learn'd to dwell
My very chains and grew fond,
80 much long communion tends