The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-08-12

don't really know that lightning wears
tug, but inasmuch as we speak OF
Harvesting 1t occasionally, | presume
the expression Is legitimate. Anyhow
] sat ON my front porch for an hour
and watched the storm phenomenon.
First, there were dow mutterings In
the west, and across the lake. between
the trees, nigger-heads and froth-
clouds arose In unison The thunder in
creased and the western sky was torn
by chain lightning almost perpendic
ular In effect After a while the light
ming increased, the rain fell in tor
rents and the wind blew. As | watched
| saw another storm approaching from
the southeast When they met | knew
there would be a clash worth witness
ing. When they did meet forgot all
about the phenomenon Crash after
crash rent the sky, and then came a
smashing clap OF thunder preceded
by the lightnings stroke! There was
rendng noise and every chandelier
In the house ratified The electric
lights winked ominously and my wife
came running down stairs to tell me
the house had been struck!
We looked for fire while the hail
battered and the wind blew-but there
was no fire. and after the storm we
found the roof was uninjured. Next
morning, Mike, the gardener, dis
covered the lightnings mark huge
elm was struck 80 feet from the
ground and slab completely ripped
from the trunk. The flying bolt missed
the house by such narrow chance
that It prompted Mike to remark:
III yez think thot was cluss yez
oughta bin with me wanct! 1t was
rainin' cats and dogs and OF crawled
under box carr and sat there
smokin' me pipe, did. All to wanct
there was turrible crash. TIL light
min struck tn rail- b. CORY, ruined
along tn steel and clipped me pipe
outen me mouth as slick as yeZ
ple-ease, breakin' ut In three pieces!
But II never hurted me tall. a tall.
Now what d yez think O. that?"
! remained undemonstrative.
An, an" continued Michael, ia.
king hard brace, "an tn suspenders
on me waz all tored of. me pants but,
tons waz melted right where they
sth.ood-an' b Harry. me shirt was
turned wrong side out"
coughed slightly
IAN me- here Mike paused.
stunned at his inability to impress me
ian tn slit in tn back, ye know,
was on me breast, an tn tails" ia.
king a sly glance at me from the cor,
ner OF one eye. was clean up around
me neck, while tn a.arms-but OF was
standin on me head thought" as he
caught me grinning.
"That was bad storm, Mike"
commented dryly.
"Um, yis" coincided Mike, sus.
piciously. as | continued to smoke my
pipe In silence.
600
Calling.
can hear the ployer piping
over all the city din,
i can see the turtle summing
Ere he clips and splatters In;
And the meadowlark IL calling
Where the shade is still aud deep
In the land OF way-off- -yonder,
Where the world is half asleep!
And the river babbles. babbles
on It's way across the land
Where the hook OF plenty gllstens
In the sturdy cleaners hand;
And the harvest fields are golden
Far human eye can see,
With the blue-domed sky above me
And the cattle ON the lea
And the lord who rules the acres
From a cottage on the crest,
Is a stalwart knight OF labor.
Born and nurtured OF the West
All. his creed is pure and simple
Just the honest creed OF toll,
With the health and humble blessings
That are garnered Of the soil.
oh, the river browns the cable
And the clash of eJGging wheels,
And the nectar OF the woodland
Through the fetid ozone steals
To the heart that longs for freedom
And the feet that fret at stones
Calling, calling to the country
Where the .impid water drones.
All. II calls me softly. softly.
AS a mother croons her song
Calls me always and forever,
Calls me softly, calls me long,
oh. ye great unwieldy city,
With your cold and molling mart,
You have won my blood and slnew.
But the country has my heart
6-0-0
No Utopia Yet.
There viii never be an absolute
Utopia In this country until a young
baehelor can buy pair of varlegated
socks on Saturday night and secure
with then a truthful warrantee that
the big toe on the forward foot will
not break through the end thereof be-
Gore the following Sunday evening.
Coo
Smoke Up.
We editor wishes to- return his heart
felt thanks To Mi. Caleb Bruce, one OF
mr. leading GroeeTs for three pounds OF
butter Nndl! sent to his house Kero-
uene oil had been spilled over the butter.
thereby prey snting its sale, but we are
worrying along With II and trying TO i'm
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