The Norfolk weekly news-journal., 1906-07-06
NATURES INSOMNIA CURE.
The Rapture OF outof-Door Air In
lnvigorating June.

InVigordting June
Memory loves to linger over happy
days, fondly retracing all the pleasant
paths of life and tenderly cherlshing
rccollectlons of hours spent with boon
companions. In the moonlight of ret
rospcction the mind calls up all the
details of hallowed days spent with
friends and thus to me there comes
back every pleasant incident OF the
fishing trip enjoyed last week with
Mr. Asa X. Leonard.
The valley OF the Elkhorn Is at all
seasons n beautiful stretch OF land
scape but on that afternoon as we
drove up to our camping grounds 1t
seemed to wear It's most charming
hucs. The sun shone down from sap
phire skies, washed by the recent
rains, upon waving fields OF hay and
winter wheat. The fields and groves,
vivid with the raiment of early sum-
mer, the fresh breeze and the frag-
rance of the world contributed to our
enjoyment. How glorious June al
ways Is with the very rapture OF life
and growth the beauty of youth and
the elixir of health; roses and butter
flies, the dronlng of bees, song and
zephyr, pattering rain, the murmur OF
running water and the floating thistle
down
Some one has regretted the time
and useless" energy wasted" In fish.
ing, as If life had but one purpose or
pursuit. After all 1t is not the footed
column at the close of day that gives
most to life but the satisfaction with
the days work. We pitched our tent
and wet our lines in long lanes of
cleaning water where the cattle came
lazily down to drink. The sunlight
filters down through overarching
branches casting fancy patterns on
the ripping water. Like shadows the
birds fit athwart the sky, fearful lest
single sound betray the precious
secret hidden in some tall elm. We
spread n blanket on the bank and
dreamed away the long afternoon
smoking our pipes and watching the
bobber while we helped to make Mil
waulee famous. The far-reaching pic
ture of Nebraska landscape stretches
out before our vision with variegated
shades of green and sapphire and un-
dulating fields, checkered with groves
and orchards. Gently the twilight
falls and we go back to camp hungry
and sleepy. Better than poppy juice
is the sunlight and fresh air as an
hypnotic for the victim of insomnia.
Insomnia with its accursed brood OF
bitter memories that troop through
the brain at mldnight's hour - how
finally, in absolute, cowardly despair,
drug themselves into stuporous leth-
argy, ignorant of the remedy nature
provides.
Dawn comes swiftly in June. Over
the wall of trees to the east of camp
glimmer of light blots out the stars
one by one, and pushes the darkness
back. The mists that hover over the
valley fold their white garments and
fade away. Far up the slough bit
tern utters it's lonely note and from
the woods crow sounds a challenge
to the morn. In an instant a dozen
voices in the entire gamut of bird
music fill the air with song. Day anG
the ruthless war of nature has begun
Now is the time to be up and visit the
set lines and to cast a line along the
margins of the lilly pads for bass ol
plckerel, A plunge in the river, 8
hasty toilet and we are off. And wha
an appetite we took back to our break
fast of bacon, eggs, fish and coffee.
The novice in camping always 10
Gates his tent where mosquitoes breed
He builds to cook a simple meal, I
bonfire, gets burned with cinders ant
choked with smoke, all of which dis
comforts the veteran avoids.
Sitting around the campfire at nigh
with the stars blinking through tn,
trees the incidents of the day ant
tales of other camping days are gon
over. The soothing influence of tn
weed and the night air hull the sense
, and we retire to sleep with a feeling
of great satisfaction with the day
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