The Mitchell capital. (Mitchell, Dakota [S.D.]) 1879-1918, 1908-09-04
CHAPTER Nxu.


Late. as l Eave heard. on the after
room OF November 20. 1868. a man rid
ing etwee Oxford and Worcester
With the news of the queens death
caught sight OF the gateway tower at
Cotton End. which is plainly visible
from the road. Though he had already
drunk that day rs much ale as would
have sut1ced him for a week when the
queen was we'll. yet much wants more.
He calculated he had time to stop and
taste the squire's brewing. which he
judged. from the look of the over,
might be worth his news. and he rode
through the gate and rallied at his nag
for stumbling.
a way across the chase he met
Sir Anthony. The old gentleman was
walking out, with his staff In his hand
and his dogs behind him. to take the
air before supper. The man. while he
was still a hundred PAGES off, began to
wave his hat n shout something
which ale and excitement rendered UNI
Ineligible.
What is the matter?" said Sir An
thany to himself. and he stood still.
The queen is dead!" shouted the
messenger, swaying in his saddle.
The knight stared.
Aye, sure" he calculated after
awhile, and he took Off his hat. rs It
true, man?"
AS true as h I left london yes
terday afternoon and have never drawn
rein since!" swore the knave. who had
been three days on the road and had
drunk at every hoste! and at half the
manor houses between London and
Oxford.
God rest her soul!" said Sly An
tllony, piously, still in somewhat of a
maze. And do YOU come in! Come in.
a and take something
But the messenger a got his for
mula by heart and was not to be de-
frauded of any part Of it.
Continued Next Weekl
The Shepherd of King Adme.us.
There came a youth upon the earth,
Some thousand years ago.
Whose slender hands were nothing worth.
whether to plough, or reap, or SOW.
Upon az empty tortoise-shell
He stretched some chords. and drew
Music THAI made mems Gosoms swell
Fearless. or trimmed their eyes with
Then King Admetus. one who had
Pure taste by right divine.
Decreed his singing not too bad
To hear etweea the cups Of wine;
And SO. well pleased with being sootred
Into Il sweet half-sleep.
Three times his kingly beard he smoothed.
And made him viceroy DER his sheep.
His words were simple words enough.
And vet he used them so,
That what IN other mouths was rough
In his seemed musical and low.
Men called him hut a shiftless youth,
In whom no good they saw:
And yet. unwittlngly, in truth.
They made his careless words their law.
They knew not how he learned it all,
For idly, hour by hour,
He sat and watched the dead leaves fall
Or unused upon Il common flower.
It seemed the loveliness OF things
Did teach him all their use.
For, in mere weeds, and stones. and
springs,
He found a healing power profuse.
Men granted that his speech was wise.
But. when a glance they caught
OF his slim grace and woman's eyes.
They laughed, and called him good-for,
naught.
Yet. after he was dead and gone.
And cen his memor dim,
Earth seemed more sweet to live upon
More full OF love, because of him
And day by day more holy grew
Each spot where he had trod.
TILL after-poetS only knew
Their lirst-born brother as a god.
James Russell Lowell,
The farmer should AXE great nride
in his trees and make a habit of planf-
ing a given number every year and
preserving them.