Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1899-03-29
SPINNING WHEEL.
THE ANGELCS.


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THE ANCELUS.
Among the iiaryesters at eventide
] stand and, listening, tremble as near
The Ave Mary bell, that sudden, clear,
Tells that no longer here may ttblde
Doubling linger. though on either side
My fellows hasten homeward Win Il Gn ea,.
And count my Scanty reapingS, ana rear
The summoning bell, my work not perfect
ed.
| bow my head. But as the carlton
Still echoes in my ears, l dare TO pray
Lord, grant me entrance whittier these are
gone.
Shall not Gomez But the bell murmurs;
Their works accomplished, thine as yet un-
DONE
rs it then true that ultimate success
And the good Masters bountiful reward
Come not to me. whose arid neldS AFFORD
Scant usury? To my unworthiness
The bell replies in tones like . caress.
And as along the quickened air IS poured
It's melody, my angry eyes are low cred,
And | dare hope tbs [ the bell doth bless
Q steadfast maid, who toilest with me here.
If we but pile our sheaves as III God sight,
Seeking no reconpenSe, unqueStloalh%,
BE sure there's not another harvester,
However rich his store. that will tonight
1t the great feast sit nearer to the Ming
Emerson Clifford Taylor in the Critc.
-:o:--
From Edmund Kirke's Games II. Gil
more) Personal Recollections,' a new
reservoir of anecdote is drawn this about
ex-President Garfield's omnivorous read
ing: Gen Garfield was Gen. Rosecrans
chief of staff when the people of his dis
trict transferred him from MurfreeSbor-
ough to Washington. Speaking OF nm
to Mr.. Gilmore, Gen. Rosecrans said:
He has, you know, been elected TO
Congress- He will make his mark there
and come out at the top Of the heap. He
is the beSt-read man in my army.
Subsequently Mr.. Gilmore found that
Rosecrans' opinion of GarfieldS extern
sive reading was that of the army. Learn :
ing that the chief of staff was holding
camp meeting in his room" he went
there. The room was filled with division
and brigade commanders, assembled to
express their opinions as to the eNpedl-
ency of q forward movement Of the
army. which had been ordered by Secre-
tary Stanton.
Garfeld'S remarks were interrupted by
the entrance OF Gilmore and his introduc-
ton to the officers. The conversation
had drifted away from the important
question, then somebody suddenly roared
out:
..Silence in the meeting. The sensible
people here want Garield's exposition Of
the first chapter of Genesis, or the De
cline and Fall of the Roman Empire
we don't care which.
The humorous exclamation Indicated
that in the opinion OF the army the chief
of staff was what Bacon called "a full
man." one who could talk on all kinds of
matters.
You surely don't believe that the man
really loves Ven y
am SIRE he does
What makes you think sO?'
He said he'd die for me-
That's what they all say, silly. Don't
you believe him until he does it.''-Pick
Me-UD
In 1908 was born Robert Hicks Cor
nishnlan OF many brilliant talents, who
is happily remembered as a brilliant wit
and stegy-teller. He had an unerring
memory for funny happenings, and like
most people who seek the humorous. it
was always coming to him.
When. in the SOS, Tennyson published
Maud and took the public by storm,
Custard, young artist of great promise,
who was friend of Hicks, was staying
at Bossiney, a wild spot on the Cornish
coast IN the intervals of his work he
kept singing III a StentOrlan voice:
Come into the garden, Maud!
One day Hicks, who was an official
OF the county insane asylum, went over
to see him. and was Ut once recognized
by the owner of the cottage where Gus
tard lodged
'Ah, Nh Hicks said she, Il be glad
you We come for III, poor young man.
thought somebody would be coming for
un.''
Did ycu?" asked Hicks, ever ready for
humorous situation. rs he very bad!''
''Ah, that e be- Mr.. Hicks. Why, he
do stand out there by them rocks, and he
hollers out:
Come into the garden, Akaud.
Why, there haint no garden. Mr.. Hicks,
for miles around! And then he do say,
L be here by the geate alone. But
there bain't no geate anywhere nigh.
And e do seem to see black bats Mr..
Hicks, I'm glad somebody's come for I'm,
Mr. Hicks, that 'ben'
One of the most embarrassing things
connected with modern battlefield is
the shrapnel shells. There is not so
much danger in their fire as in that of
modern musketry, but the sound OF the
shrapnel is much more discancerting and
demOralizing: it's wild 'wheeweW- view
wew' suggests missiles filing all the air
and coming from all directions. A sur
geon relates that, as he was standing
in front of hospital tent near where
two wounded colOred troopers were ~
ing, he heard one of them say, as a
shrapnel wound past: L dent care for
dem MauSer bullets. for when you hear
one Of 'em, you know it's done gone past.
But | sho'ly would like to know where
de cannon is dat shoots dem camp-kittles
full O rocks"
Lese Majeste-It was The shank of
the evening i'll Berlin. Good evening,
Herr Police Officer" said the citizen.
Come with me-" was the policeman
answer. Bonner wetter. Was list los %
asked the .astonished citizen You that
it is evening assumed have. when the
Esmnarn1. not dinea has vet nlready -