The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1902-05-17

'Wnen at table ne was totaliy ABSORBED
In the business Of the moment; his looks
seemed riveted to his plate; nor would be.
unless when In very high company. say one
word. or even pay the least attention to
what was said by others. till he had satisfied
his appetite. which was so fierce, and in
dulged with such intentness. that while In
the act OF eating the veins OF his forehead
swelled. and generally strong Precipitation
was visible"
Again Boswell says:
"Whlle talking, or even musing as he sat
In his chair. he commonly held his head to
one side, toward his right shoulder. and
shook IL In tremulous manner, moving his
body backward and forward, and rubbing
his left knee In the same direction with tie
palm OF his hand. In the intervals OF ar
rculating he made various sounds with his
mouth; some times 8 II Illuminating. or what
Is called chewing the cud, some times giving
half-whistle. sometimes making his
tongue play backward and forward from
the roof OF his mouth. chuckling like hen.
and sometimes protrudlng II against his up
per gums In front, as II pronouncing under
his breath, too. too, too, all this accompa-
MED sometimes with a thought look, but
more frequently with smile. Generally
when he had concluded a period In the
course OF dispute, by which time he was
good deal exhausted by vociferation, he
used to blow out his breath like whale.
Your manners may be project, and
you may have none of these obnoxious
traits, and yet you may be much less
a real man than Samuel Johnson.
This same DIR. johnson believed in
ghosts and went to many spirit rap
ping performances, hoping to see one.
Yet the streets of London we're full Of
ghosts. All men are really ghosts,
more or less alive.
This life is like n stage. The play ers
come into the theatcr, put on their cos
tunes, act their part, and go away. We
enter upon this life, from whence we
know not; we depart we know not
whittier. While we are here we put ON
our costumes of clay, the same old
roamed these prairies in primeval
days, even the same clay that the birds
and animals used. Are we so stupid
rs to call this costume-clay, this play
actors makeup, a man? No man hath
seen man at anytime. Men are invis-
ible, eternal; the things which are
seen are temporal.
All visible things are but symbols of
some unseen reality. There is n build
ing you call courthouse. 1t is but n
flag, sign that stands for a certain
idea in the human mind called justice,
or law. Take that idea out of that
mind and before month is over men
will begin to take down the court
house, stone from stone, and arrange
il to express another idea. Your
church building is but word of stone
and brick to express the invisible idea
of worship. Your schoolhouse is but
a mark to indicate the idea of educa-
ton. Eliminate the thought of wor-
ship and education from the human
mind and straightway churches and
schoolhouses will be transformed into
livery stables and packing houses.
If this be true of the ordinary things
about us, how much more true it is Of
the stupendous framework we call the
universe! The visible universe is also
a sign; God is the reality; stars and
worlds constitute His garment, some
time to be laid aside outworn. Addi-
son sings of the sun, moon and stars,
giving voice to God:
what though In solemn silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball?
What though no real voice nor sound
Among the splendid orbs be found?
In reasons ear they all rejoice
And utter forth a glorious voice,
Forever singing rs they shine:
The hand that made us Is divine
How can there be those who say that
this world is without n mind to move
it and control it? How can men not
believe in the spiritualities? i would
rather believe all the fables Of mythol-
ogy, all the stories in Grimm's fairy
tales, and all the childish crudities of
the superstitious ages past. would
rather make my soul highway of
spooks, and suspect the existence of
elves, gnomes, hobgoblins and witches,
than to believe the horrid lie that
there is no reality but mud, or to be-
lieve that dead matter can secrete
ideas of beauty, of nobility and Of
God.
All true greatness lies in the invisi-
BILE world. 1t is of ideas, not of things.
our Tedl StdtuTc 10 ~
what you are and what you think, and
not by what you possess. Ideas alone
are worth while. We sometimes say:
"That is only an idea," as If an idea
were. some small thing and the reality
were something greater. A young
man once came to Joseph Pulitzer, of
the New York World, applying for
position. "What can you do" said
Mr.. Pulitzer. 81 do not know" an
swered the young man. 81 am grad
uate of Harvard. / have nothing but
ideas" Ideas! Ideas!" exclaimed
Mr.. Pulitzer, dropping his pen and
throwing up his hands. "That is just
what am looking for. 1 will give
you a salary of $1,000 year il you will
give me one idea by which can in
crease the circulation Of the World
a hundred thousand copiesp Then
the young man came to himself and
realized that he did not have so many
ideas after all.
If you have something in your mind,
some greatness in your heart, never
fear, but all visible things will rush
to your aid that you may express 1t.
The ancients had fable that the city
of Thebes was built by Orpheus play
ing upon his lutte. This Is more than