Norwich bulletin., 1909-10-09
THE MAN WHO TALKS

 1 October days is pleasurable when the l shadows are long and growing longer I until they lose themselves Tn the tWl- l light, and when the variegated foliage l of woods soon to be denuded, IS deep- ening in color just prior to being iost | in night. The cobalt sky with cool | white and gray scuds of every shape l sailing before a westerly breeze away from the, sun to be diSSipated, per- | haps. beneath the shining stars. Some | birds and flowers and insects seeking l a place of rest in the night; and other l birds and flowers and insects waking up to the employments of life and to | deeds of darkness. All things seem | to be changing except the white stand | ards in Gods acres, where past genera | tions sleep and others will ind rest | ing place, and there, too, the shad- 1 ows are touching one another over 1 the stones because twilight is near l and peace is deepening-for the peace | of night is deeper than that of day. It 1 Is a blessed time for one to see, to l feel and to think of the depth of the | silences which were before the sun was.
 The other day l saw youth coming | in with great punches of the blue l kentian-the fringed gentian-which | because of their lateness and cerulean l blue seem to be to some Heavens own ] flower. while it's near relative. the | closed gentian, is little sought or | thought of. G. H. Gibson notes Tn | .Strolls by Starlight and Sunshine | among the wayward children or na- 1 ture a white fringed gentian, and with l the soul of a poet and artist he prized | that single plant, which he noted l '.every year sends up it's candelabra or ] snowy blossoms and will continue so | to do if my friends the vandals Will l only be content to love the flower ana | leave it on its stalk for at best ana | to be consistent. ] cannot reel that | nature will long countenance its eX- | lstence. and fain would I see 1t die l natural death" How different this | from the trained florist who would | have striven to have started from IL | new race of white gentians which l would have been prized for their nov l city and beauty. This IS the ulHer- l ence between sentimentslity and prac- | ticality-between poetic feellng ana commercial praetice-and no one can
 gainsay the fact that both have served | the world well.
 Mrs. Blaine wrote in one ot her | letters: Loneliness is nothing II you | are right minded. Possession oI | yourseIf--to say to yourself do thls | and she doeth it, and go away from | that and she goeth-is to have your fife adjusted to the will of God and | moving to the eternal harmonies. | Here Is laid down the value of orderly procedure-the possibilities o1 seI- | control Order and silence are two | powerful factors in life-the faculty | pf moving right and of doing right. | This all proceeds from the culture ol | the will. and as strange as 1t may seem | the culture of the will means the utter | banishment of wilfulness. Men ana 1 women of ability and talent are hand | icapped by their disorderiy methods | and their verbal responsiveness me | Buddhistie eightfold path which leads to perfection comprises right be1et, | thought. speech, doctrine, means or | livelihood, endeavor, memory and med | itation This is all comprised in Crock | ett's motto. Be sure you're right, then | 20 ahead" The care and the caution | which keep one on the path are all | ways well rewarded.
 | 1t was Hugh Miller who discovered | that "a very exquisite pleasure may De | a very cheap one, and that the very 1 busiest employment may afford leisure 1 to enjoy it." but he was not the nrst | discoverer of this great fact which | means to the toiler supremacy over conditions. It takes progressive man | to realize this, and achievement is I ~ | There are people who toll every day ! that they may eat and eat every day | that they may toil," and they lose the | cream of life because they have not | learned ito look forward not back-to i look up. not down" Life is what we | make it, whether we are men Of leisure | or men of toll; and men of leisure or I tenest make 8 mess of it. A merry | heart sings on gloomy day and drives | devils megrims away. No man needs ' be cast down, for the sun is set in the | heaven for him. Look up!
 l The woodpecker have always re- | qarded as a shy bird and as winter i rather than a summer visitor to the l garden, but the past week l have been | obliged to take a somewhat different | view of at least one representative or | the tribe His steady tapping attract | ed my attention by it's regularlty-as | regular as the ticking of clock, but
 more Tapid-and I began to look about | for him. and I located him at work on | the projection of a. dead limb in the | crab apple tree not twenty feet away ! and not over ten feet from the ground. l He did not mind me but kept right at | work until he attained his object and | flew away He is quite an engineer. | He had located borer in the tree and | was tunneling to get the sweet morsel, | and doubtless got him. He does not
 mind the door of the borer, but he To- eates him by sound in his remote feed l ing place and then proceeds to take
 him out. The boring grub cannot get
 1 away and if he is alarmed by the as-
 1 sault upon his living place he lacks the
 ] wit to move or to try to save him.
 self.
 "You tell your father of that and I'll
 lick youl" was the way I heard a
 l mother recently enforcing secrecy in
 the household. It usually holds the
 secret tight and fast, but what a train
 ing for the child. Things that ma and I pa cannot be told of without peril are not correct things, and the child knows
 this. It teaches the child to keep
 l tIair,ars hn dnasn,t ruant tn