Barton County democrat. [volume] (Great Bend, Kan.) 1885-1915, 1903-08-21
THE BLUES.

optomistic, at times drops into the
minor key, or has what we call in
common language the blues. You
may have no physical ailments, you
may see no adverse influences in your
business; no one has caused you sor-
row; but somehow every bell of your
soul is silent. IF you are in this de-
pressed state, your first duty is to get
out of it. In this condition, you will
strike off so per cent. of your spiritual
prospects and so per cent. from your
worldly income. While you are in
this gloomy state you should not write
letters or make any business bargains,
for you will say things you will repent
of. In order to chase off the blues
there are some things you must not
do. Don't sit around and brood
over your troubles. You might as
well expect a hen to hatch out her
chickens in the midst of Kansas
cyclone, as to cure the blues by brood
ing over your ills. Don't you get in
the company of those people whose
religion rattles with the sound of the
hearse wheel, or smells of the varnish
of the coffin lid. Don't you 60
around a minister on Monday who is
suffering from the reaction of bis
Sunday duties. Don't get in the
company of doctor who has been
driving all night fighting neuralgias,
fevers, and rheumatism, and don't
fool around an undertakes establish
ment. Don't go to see toothaches,
malaria or backache. Don't have
thing to do with anyone who feels as
bad as you do. Go have romp with
some merry children. The lovers
wandering on yonder vine-ciad hill,
their souls keeping music to the signs
of the moonlit waves, the sound of
the flute at even-tide across the quiet
waters; the sweet sympathies of a
mighty organ caused by the touch of
a master musician will not compare
to the sweet laughter of child.
If fifteen minutes of childhood's
happy laughter will not chase away
the blues your trouble must be
liver complaint or dyspepsia. In that
case I should advise you to intrust
yourself to the hands of competent
physician. Get on your bicycle or in
your carriage and go out and drink in
the beauty from the sky above and
the earth beneath. Go to some brook
or park where the earth palpitates
with the reviving tenderness, where
the air is like kiss from the warm
hearted South, where the sunshine
falls with indescribable beauty upon
flower, tree and brook from the mex
haustible hearthstone of Heaven; go
where all nature seems to be in har-
mony like Divine Oratorio, halla-
lujah chorus, and throw back the
shutters from the window of soul your
and let the beauty of nature shine in.
1t will not be long until your soul will
ring with music. There are times
when everything seems to go wrong.
You get up in the morning, and you
have cold in your head, you build
your fires, turn the damper and the
smoke puffs all over the room. You
sit down to your breakfast and your
coffee is strong and your beefsteak is
tough. You get out doors and a
grain of dirt blows in your eye. You
milk your COW and as she lifts her
foot to chase off the misquitos, or the
fly, her foot lands in a nice bucket of
milk. You sit down to write letter,
you upset the ink bottle and spoil the
rug. You go up town and you see
nothing but insinuations from your
friends and meanness on the part of
everybody. If you stop to think,
you might remember you ate potatoe
salad at IL O'Clock at night and slept
with a cold draft on you. 1t may be
you have been losing too much sleep
lately. Instead of the day being out
of joint, it is you out of joint. You
must remember this is part of the dis
'cipline in life. Life would get very
monotonous, if it were all honey.
You need vinegar, mustard, horse
radish and peppersauce on your table
as well as canvasback duck and
custards. clustering March prepares
you for shining May, and weeping
April for beautiful Tune. Besides if
you always shook hands in pleasant.
society, loll on cushion lounges, look at
beautiful paintings and listen to thrill
ing music without the unpleasantries
of life, you would desire to stay here ten
thousand years. You would forget
that there was a better world beyond
the grave. If you have brilliant
prospect of luncheoning with the ban
queters in the skies, don't go around
looking as if you intend to live