Iron County register. [volume] (Ironton, Iron County, Mo.) 1867-1965, 1901-07-04

out OF date. A watchful eye the Pres
ident kept upon US, but it was one pail
of eyes against a hundred: the odds
were too great for even and exact jus.
tice in all cases, and gave occasional
immunity to the culprit. His knock
one noon-time at the door of j.. VS.
room surprised Us while engaged in a
game of ''old sledge.n The bell for
school had rung, but we were absorbed
In the game and u ear deafened TO
outside impressions. Fortunately the
door was locked and our books at hand,
and when the key was turned and en-
trance gained, he saw two diligent pu-
pills deeply immersed in Caesar beyond
the Rubicon. But there was an uncer-
tain twinkle in his eye, aud we have
never been fully assured that grave
suspicion did not Turk in the wisdom Of
his experience. Father Bergman, this
is confession long deferred, but better
late than never, aud well dutifully take
our punishment whenever you so will!
o, the days OF youth, when life. like a
path ro~se-crowned. lies in pleasing
vista before Us! When the frowns of
Experience are yet unseen, and Prom
Use reaches forth her bounteous hand!
In our later years we affect to deride
the impulse of those days, but never,
never ceases in the heart the glow of
their glamor. Every lassie has her
laddie," sings that son of Scotia to
whom she owes more than to any king
she ever crowned at Scone. And ev-
cry lassie is an angel to ONE laddie,
to whom he offers the incense of affec-
ton unaffected by circumstance and
uncontrolled by reason. Do we grow
sentimental? Let not the youth of to-
day, who joys in the uncertain spring
time of life. hold his father wiser in
has generation. The lassies and lad
dies who graced and thronged the halls
of the old Seminary all had their trials
in the passion that ''rules the court,
the camp, the grove" and everything
else Gin earth below, IN heaven above"
and more than one heart will throb
tenderly as we recall, i~mperfectly in
deed, the old, old days. when the world
was new. But many a heart is stilled
and many a form that then gave light
and grace and life to earth is now only
a memory-shadowy and unreal to the
mind al the fleeting phantasmagoria
of dreams. We are told that ''life is
real, life is earnest" maybe so, but
evanescence is it's attribute, and the
reality soon resolves itself into dim,
memory; yet, like the shade
of Banquo, its ghost will not down; it
graces the banquet, peoples the hall
of pleasure, attends the daily task, and
vanishes only with the final trumpet
call. Crowding back the thoughts of
the early days, IS we rolled along
College street, our faces to the east, |
the things of now resumed their wonted
sway. Arcadia has changed greatly in
the latter years-and always for the
Many new buildings have
gone up. grounds have been beautifed
and amplified, and a general air of
thrift as we'll as rest prevails. To
Louis Miller, Esq, more than any
other man, is credit due; if the Valley
had a dozen men like him it would, so
10 say, blossom like the rose and yield
ever-increasing dividends to property
0wners. Almost unaIded he has, the |
REGISTER fully believes, laid the sure
for the building up of the
as q summer resort. His arch
.tectural taste has never touched a
building spot but it has been beautified,
and all through the Valley stand mon
aments to his creative genius. As we
sped over the road eastward toward
pictures of delight, ever
came and were dissolved,
ike the combinations in the kaleido-
scope-always new, never repeating. |
On the right lie the elegant summer
of VIM. III. Thomson, Esq,
and Judge Hough, the grounds finely
and rose-laden, teeming with
plants and shrubbery: ideals of
refuge from from the glare and
hurry OF the business world. In Rus
.sellville, Clarence N. Jones. Esq, of
Louis, is just completing a ine res
idence on grounds lately purchased
Mr.. George Russell. A neat cot
for the attendant in charge, a
stone w~ater-tower, a modern barn and
etc., also, have been built on
the place. The design of The Ma
as this summer home is called,
fits the surroundings, and Mr.. Miller.
who is both architect and builder, may
Justly feel proud of his work. While
speaking of the persons to whom credit
IS due for forwarding the claims of
the Valley to the consideration of city
people DESTROYS of pure air and health
full climate, the REGISTER desires to
the efforts of Mrs. II.
O'Brien and the success attending
them. Her exertions for several years
have been ~unceasing, and through
them a number of desirable residents
have purchased homes and acquired
interests in this community.
She has made this a labor of love more
than for gain, and her confidence in
the coming fame Of the Arcadia Valley
as a resort for health and comfort is
.nbouuded. The burning of the Area
dia Hotel, of which she had charge,
was a calamity from which recovery is
The blackened, dismantled walls
still stand as mournful and unsightly
rs on the morn succeeding the fire.
For some cause, the railway company,
whose property it is, seems Indifferent
to the rebuilding of the hotel; but the
REGISTER hopes another spirit may
soon aetuate the powers that be, and
tbs nav be made to transcend the glory
of the old. The writer remembers the
of the original structure in
the 6fties, and the conscious pride of
its owner, Uncle Zach. Harris, it then
being The hostelrie of Southern Mis-