Gloucester County Democrat. (Woodbury, N.J.) 1878-1932, 1905-08-24
THORoFARE.

g BY waters still, the happy Psaimist cries.
And with the words. like painters magic risei
What peace Of dreaming light by stream and
glade,
On the dim plain we toll with heavy eyes,
Or on the lonely height we agonizel
We long, we seek, we yearn till life shall fade.
Somewhere they wait-she far, fair fields,
Kind skies and waters still 4
Real luxury cannot be bought; it must
be worked for. refer to luxury as the
exquisite SAVIOR Of pleasant sensation. In
looking back over varied experience,
have no hesitation in selecting one hot
morning in July in which / experienced
the most intense physical pleasure. We
were at fashionable summer resort on one
of the great lakes. The thermometer might
have stood anywhere. We would have
placed childlike trust in any of its state
ments, even though they stood there
figures great. In point Of fact, think they
did We had hunted cool place in vain:
but finally, from the Feranda of the hotel,
we had noticed a wooded point on an
island, not far away, where breeze seemed
to be string the leaves OF the trees, and we
decided to go in search of that breeze.
Having arrived at the island we found that
that wooded point was much farther away
than it had looked, but having started for
it we would not turn back. The earth was
Utterly like an oyen in its hot dryness, and
burned through my shoes, but finally we
came to little hill, or steep decline, where
great tree had fallen, and though the
aperture thus made a current of cool air
flowed like stream. 1t was not great
current, nor a wide one, bat we sat down
directly across its floor; and never have
dinners or wines, or men or women, or
talks of books or scenery or art, or the
softest daintiest refnements of mans IN
venti0n given me the sense of luxury that
| drank in form that little breeze. So the
commonest thingsa dash of cold water
on the wrists, cup Of hot tea, a warm
blanket, ray of sunshine-are more really
the Injuries than all the comforts and
sybaritisms that we buy. The keenest
sense-impressions are, undoubtedly, those
of contrast And this reminds me of the
latest fad in art, called simpressionism. y
How the meaning Of it has broadened since
the first days when we only heard it APP
piled to painters who covered their can
vases with blotches of landscape scintillat-
ing with light, reproducing the impression
Of the moment, but nothing more I
found good definition Of the term lately
which may be of use to the readers Of the
DEMOCRAT. Impressionism is the at
tempt to communicate to others, by any
artistic process whatever, the strong i'm
preston which one has personally received
at a certain moment whenssface to face with
imposing spectacles of nature, In this
light Claude Larrine, nearly three hundred
years ago, was an impressionist, and so was
Vatican, and, in the last century Della
croix, and so, way, way back, quite in
the Middle Ages was the worker on ivory
who caught and trans6xed, in tiny stat
uette, a mothers smile, or a baby's dimple
In literature Keats was an impressionist, at
his best, and so was..Shelley, and Virgil
Which Of us has not been haunted by the
things which we have specially loved in
nature and art Which of us does not
think regretfully, at times of Shelley's
Happy Island ~
World far from ours
Where music, and moonlight, and
feeling are onels'
or Kipling's Purple Down by the Sea of
Dreams, or Watteau's sEasbatqsseaaent
pour Cytkere.1 Each has taken the most
beautiful impressions received from nature
and has put them into words, or upon can
yass to express his vision of that place Of
our dreams the happy isle But we will
leave this for a winter evening, and fire.
Lit room Just now, in these last days Of
summer our native forests tempt us to rest
in their cool shadows. We can choose as
we will;-We can have the cathedral solem-
nifty Of the pine woods, or, what has been
called the horrifcal gloom Of the cedars
and tamaraeks, or the silvery sunshine of
the poplars, or the grateful heat, and the
homely manner of familiar birds, as found
in berry-clearings, and, best of all, we can
haYekthe great hareWood-the dwelling
place of transparent shadows Of cool green
lucence, and the repository Of immemor-
ial cheerful forest traditions which one NAV
hear of but which one is never permitted
actually to know.
Mr.. Chas. Wilkins, in the absence of
the pastor, conducted the services in the M.
E. Church on last Sunday morning.
Mr.. Louis DeRousse. of Camden was a
guest last week in the home of Mr.. Cha's.
q. Leonard.
Mrs. Emma Embree from West Chester
Pa. is visiting her mother, Mrs. Margaret
Hammell
Mr.. Thomas Eastlack is just finishing a
handsome new barn.
Mrs. J. Walter DeHart, and little Ernest
Raymond, will make visit Of some weeks
in the home Mrs. DeHarts father, Mr.. Thos.
E. Budd, at Clayton.
Miss-Lousia Laddey, from Philadelphia,
spent several days, last week, with Miss
Anna Miller.
The new school-house is in process of
building and promises to make fine an
lpearance. 1t will be of stone 20
Mr.. H. A. DeHart made fine display of
carriages, and cut-under shelyings at Wash
ington Park, last week. His sales there
amounted to $500, and his sales at Alcyon
were in the neIghboroood of $500.