The age-herald., 1901-02-24
THE MUEMUR OF THE WORLD.
And thither came Geraint and under-

And thither came Geraint, and under
 meath
 Beheld the long street of little town In long valley on one side whereof, White from the mason's hand, a fortress
 arose:
 And on one side a castle in decay, Beyond a bridge that spann'd a dry ra-
 vine:
 And out of town and valley came a
 noise
 As of a broad brook OCT shingly bed Crawling, or like clamor of the rocks At distance, ere they settle for the night. And onward to the fortress rode the
 three,
 And enterd, and were lost behind the
 walls. "So." thought Geraint, 'I have track'd
 him to his earth" And down the long street riding weariy, Found every hostel full, and everywhere Was hammer laid to hoof, and the hot And bustling whistle of the youth who
 scour'd His masters armor; and of such one He ask'd, What means the tumult in the
 town?"
 Who told him. securing still, "The spar
 row. hawk"
 Then riding close behind an ancient
 churl,
 Who. smitten by the dusty sloping beam, Went sweating underneath sack of
 corn,
 Askd once more what meant the hub-
 bub here?
 Who answer'd gruffly, Ugh! the spar
 row-hawk''
 Then riding further past an armorer's, Who, with back turn'd, and how'd above
 his work,
 Sat riVofiuR a he1p1ef biS He put the self-same query, but the Not turning round. nor looking at him,
 said:
 "Friend, he that labors for sparrow
 hawk
 Has little time for idle questioners." Whereat Geraint f1ash'd into sudden
 spleen:
 "A thousand pips eat up your sparrow Tits. wrens, and all wing'd nothings peck
 him dead
 Ye think the rustic cackle of your bourg The murmur of the world What is it to
 me?
 O wretched set of sparrows, one and all, Who pipe of nothing but sparrow
 hawks!'-Geraint and Enid
 Every man and every woman amongst us have known an Enid and a sparrow hawk, and all of us long for the prince Geraint, my beloved. is for us to take to heart today and every day, for the sparrow -ha wks of the world for ever wrong the Enids and teach the multitude that the rustic cackle of their holirfr a of thn so long as it cackles of them and their poor stolen glory.
 These sparrow-hawks confront us everywhere. these vain babblers and self seekers whose very charity is given that 1t may return to them in material gain, whose hospitality is set forth that it may bring them some honor, pleasure, or profit in material value.
 Mark you, my beloved: mark all them that use or abuse you for selfish gain and to selfish ends. Whoso will appear gen. erous and tender to you and watchful of your comfort so that he or she may use you to selfish ends in the afterwhiles would steal from you, rob you of your good name, if that foul end would serve purposes of self better than apparent kindness serves them.
 Beware of these sparrow hawks who will do good to you in these days of bare trees and chilling winds in the hope that you shall return them double value when there cometh the golden glory of sum- mer in all it's splendor. Beneath the feathers are talons cruel. O my beloved: the sparrow-hawk will in the end feed upon you, will rend you wound you, give you aching heart! Tue brave Tand the strong shall find Enid in. the fullness of time. l. Behold. .sthere .cometh her Prince Charm