Norwich bulletin., 1909-11-06
THE MAN WHO TALKS

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 | We owe more to the animals than conduct. The entire fabric of Eddy ism is said by critics to have been built
 upon Quimby, the mental healer, and Quimby's salvation rests upon the per- yersity of balky horse. Men are
 taught some things in this world of ours in wonderful way. Quimby had no health and he had no hope, for
 the medical profession of his day re- l garded him beyond cure. He was so weak that he was hardly to be trust i ed With balky horse, and when the animal came to standstill at the foot of hill, Quinby sat for an hour wait | ing for some one to assist him. He | finally got out of the carriage and 1 took the horse by the head and then
 the horse dragged him up the hill at rate of speed Quinby was totally :, Incapable of making. He thought 1t meant deat.I to him, but it didn't--ir meant lifea He found himself re-cner- gized after his experience and from | his study of the lesson the horse l taught him he built up his whole won- derful theory which has been help l notice that there is a movement on foot among the wealthy residents | of large American cities to combine and buy playgrounds for their chill dren. Their broad estates are not adapted to the training of children
 right. Exclusiveness is not good for l the children of the rich or poor. As- sociation and fellowship and athletic | training and direction in games are l good for all and there is economy in such a project. If playgrounds are needed in the cities for the children | of the rich they, are needed more for | the children of the poor. Every school district needs a playground with com petent supervision of the children ana efficient instructors in exercises. City streets do not furnish good schooling for boys. It is surprising Americans have not taken their children out Of l the streets. away from the lewd and l the profane before. Young America l deserves to be better brought up-de- serves better care-deServes better training, and in the near future he IS coming into his full inheritance The purple haze of these late warm days of fall beckon to me to get out l into the open--to get out and trolley for hundred miles just to see the woods and pastures in gala dress: How the trees glow in their contrasted relatiOns-the russets and the browns and the greens increase the brilliancy of the yellows and the reds. How the naples are individualized by their fan cv for red and yellow of every tone, but only occasionally do we see one all aglare-some are flecked with red through the green, some wave crlm- son branch at us, and some wear their colors as some Of these 1ashlohaple little women wear trimming on a cooked hat-massed to one side. The sumachs and the huckleberry bushes glow in the pastures so recently dotted with goldenrod and asters. and the elms wave their bare branches to- ward the lair of the Frost King as If inviting him to come on with all his forces. Nature is jaunty as well as fierce.
 MT. Intolerof Buttinsky Is not Rus sian or Prussian, an Asian or Turk. although, as the result of his perform ances, he often appears like the latter
 He sometimes appears to have com
 bined in himself the intolerance and virtue of every tribe, and he asserts himself when it would be better should he sit in silence, for to tell t'e truth MT Buttinsky always makes mess of it. We met him not long ago while travelling and saw him irritate the
 conductor of a passenger coach so that
 he exclaimed: What's the matter with you? You must have gotton out of the wrong side of bed this morning. He had complained that an innocent look ing passenger had smoked in the car, in which there were ladies, and there was no odor of smoke to support his charge, and no one else knew any thing about it: and the passenger as-
 sailed said not a word; but Mir. Butt
 insky fretted and fumed in a way that
 would have been credit to his Simian
 forbears, for twenty miles or more, and
 then withdrew from the company his antics had amused more than offended
 It was a strange performance and
 mortified the ladies in his company.
 but they could not run away from
 him.
 Have you seen the blue hat for men?
 These hats are not as shocking as we
 feared they might be. Not as ''sissi
 fied' as we anticipated. Any man who
 could unblushingly wear the green felt
 need not hesitate to don the blue. It
 is not baby blue, or sky blue, or indigo
 blue, but one of those rich deep blues
 you see upon old china. It becomes
 some young men, but no old man could
 ever look well in it. It was not de-
 signed for a head that carries whiskers
 on it's face and chin. Youngsters in
 the bluejay period of life look very
 well indeed under it, and the girls may
 
 them for their taste and beauty. No
 matron should be expected to look on
 them with favor except for baby boy.
 A cigarette does not look well under
 the blue hat, so that the combination
 is not an approvable one. The blue
 hat is not likely to become everybody's
 hat.
 There are precious things in type, and feel sorry that cannot remem-
 Der more of them. A brother writes:
 T am striving my utmost to live a true, pure and upright life. My aim is to so live that the world will be better for my having lived in it. I am often asked if I am Christian? I have but one answer to this question and it is
 this: If my life shows that I am Christian-then I am a Christian; but
 if my life does not show that l am Christian, of what good is protesting to be a Christian I have heard folks say when asked this question: pro- fess to bel and that I was born of Christian parents, in a Christian coun- try, am protected by a Christian flag and have the honor of always being enumerated when the population of the Christian world is taken" How weak these answers seem beside the reply of the man who Is trying to make the world better for his having lived in it the man who is striving to put more good into life than he gets out of It.
 A good many persons do not real ize how they may sin against them selves as well as against their neigh Dor. Violating the laws of ones be- ing and becoming an invalid is as much of sin as pronfanity or sense- less prayer, and intolerance of a neigh Dor is no less a sin than slandering