The Caucasian. (Clinton, N.C.) 188?-1913, 1899-06-22
A picture Of PEACE.
Painted BY Bill Arp as He Sits In
His Home.
LOOKS ATFLOWERS AND BIRDS,


Last midnight that same mockinR
BIRD was singing--making sweet music
to comfort his mate who WAS brooding
on her nest. This morning be is sing
lng again and seems supremely happy
as he makes his little flights upward
| and returns to his perch without break
in his song. There is tiny wren not
far away whose song is very short. but
Just as sweet, and he, too. is comfort
ing his mate.
! Down In the pasture that fronts our
grove l see the mich COWS grazing
peacefully. In our front yard there is q
hydrant an the crystal water is allowed
to leak just ecough to keep Q basin
full Gnd it overfiows to q little grass
hidden pool where the pigeons drink
and bathe, and where the jay birds and
thrushes and English sparrows como
and sip and 60, and never contend.
Sometimes the peacock wants q drink
and the birds retire from his magnifi.
cent presence and await his lordship's
pleasure. A neighbor's parrot las left
his cage and is cawing in one of our
tree-tops. A neighbours chickens are
scratching in the leaves nearby. Fleecy
clouds are passing overhead and give
us alternate sun and shade. I bear
the distant whistle of locomotive and
the trembling, rumbling sound of the
train as it crosses the river bridge. 1
see children dressed in their Sunday
clothes going happily to the city hall
to take their part in the commence
meat exercises. Along our garden
fence the variagated cannas lift their
proud heads in peaceful beauty, and
not far away is row of Towering
yeas arrayed i4 rainbow colors and ex.
haling sweet odors to the air.
Apple, geranium and lemon verbenas
sweeten the breezes at our window.
Looking northward from the verandah
where [ sit, the distant hills are piled
upon each other in regular irregularity,
while more distant mountains give O
back ground of ccrulean blue to the
beautiful picture. Here I am rum
calmly and serenely happy
in big arm chair. Half hundred
magnificent oaks stand like Gods
sentineis in the grove before me, lifting
their leafy branches toward the sky in
alteration Of their creator. The twin
ing madeira vines and Virginia creep
ers interlace the trellis at my hand and
, shelter me from the sun, while two
} dear little grandchildren are merrily
swinging in the hammock not fal
: away. There is nothing in sight this
r morning but peace and beauty: In
pocence is in the cir, the sky, the
, fields, the trees, the birds and flowers
and children-as the good Bishor
Heber wrote:
8 Here every prospect pleases
a And only man is vile."
: Only man; not women or children
:: Or beasts or birds or rfowers-only maj
3 is vile. What contrast to the view
\ before me is found in the columns O
the morning paper, which has just beer
handed to me. How shocking are tn,
big head lines tbattell of single day.
misery and disaster When. oh, when
will all these horrible things cease t,
l. be Only man is vile If he wa
!, made in the image of God, why shoul,
y be be doing the deeds of the devil
J. The cost OF crime in money is fear
|. ful sum. The cost of courts and prison
r. and guards aud police; the cost in los
- Of time and labor; but this is nothin
compared with the cost in grief an
misery. Here is letter that is but
), sample of what comes to me in m
d daily mail, for the poor creatures thin
y that 1 can do something:
! Lebanon, Fla. My Dear Sir
: Will you please give the name and az
Ie dress of some orphan asylum in Geol
gis that would probably take tbre
poor little orphan girls into thei
y home.
n ''Their mother is dead (died Of
< broken hearty and the father is in ja
l. and has been ssctenced to be hanged
l. 'He is much distressed about b
% helpless children. and begs' that 70
al get them into some orphan home. tt
=, family are of no kin to me, but
:, sympathize with the poor little orpha
!" girls in their very sad condition.
"Please answer me very soon an
let me know if they will be shut o,
because they live out of your state.
T. &C. C. GAINES.
w POSTMASTER at Lebanon
IS Now, Mr.. Hemphill and Mr.. Cruu
'o ley. can't you make room for the
ne children? May the good Lord ha,
es mercy upon them!
What is the world coming to-? II
he old Mosaic law was: II will visit Il
q. Gins of the fathers upon the children
n but the new law is: ''Suffer little CHI
a. dren to come unto me, for of such
~ the kingdom of heaven" Sometim
a- sigh like the poet, Cowper, and So
"Oh, for q home in some vast wilde
ness, where ru NOR Of oppression q
deceit might never reach me-" VIII
IL read of murder aud snicide and bu
III glaries and arson and horrible OF
:, RACES it makes me sad and then there
"A always something in the same paper
make me mad-some lies and slend
" or some northern devilment
w. Governor Northern made q gre
speech in Boston, and am glad it /
A. been printed in pamphlet form, and
ia. was the the State would ord
~ enough of them to give q copy to eve
~. child in the State that could read, o
~ I would make every negro sche
- - teacher in the State read q page alo
" every day to his pupils until he b
read it Ill, and if he didn't read it
m them and read it we'll and tell the
i've that it was the truth, would tn
q them out-dogon him, confound hi
he Il am tired paying tax money to ed
re. cate negroes to hate people.
in don't believe there is negro teach
in the State who tries to train the Z
:, gro children in these things. Nor
III I believe the negro preachers are .
es- better. A most excellent Christi
rs. lady of our town asked her color
ce- maid the other day if her preach
.p- ever preached about these hosril
tlv crimes that are now shocking the 60
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