Deseret evening news. [volume] (Great Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1867-1920, 1910-02-26

Romantic
Passion
Passing.

Romantic In middle age We no
Passion longer exepeot TO find
Passing. happiness lurking round
the corner. All the moro
do we begin to look life In the facs to
see what 1t really Is; and thus seen, II
acquires value, a substantially we
had not noticed before. Some mon
never reach middle age-as thus de-
fined-at all. Tho poet that dies young
in every man. rarely II ever does. Tho
professional poets went young to their
graves, whether with Chatterton's
years or Walt Whitmans They have
their compensatlons-assu the
poets-but no man who has tasted
knowledge of life, real and solid and
good in Itself. would wish to return to
the stage In which life Is q more medi-
um for sentiment, or love, or animal
spirits. Perhaps this Is a reason why
so many men of business and affairs
are inclined to be rather contemptuous
OF poets and their works. They know
that better even than fine things said
about life Is the life itself. Romantic
passion Is out of sight in the wake,
gone down the wind. but the affections
are quite satisfying onco one reaches
them. After all. the only romantic
lovers who hold out to tine end arc tho
unhappy lovers. Since time was. mat
rimony and work and steady aims
have always ploughed the romantic
emotions under While the strong pa
tience and affection that can work
easily in double harness would never
burn Troytown or lose Actiums sea-
fight, II creates the world three times
anew any century and does tho worlds
work faithfully. No lovers would
change with Philemon and Baucis. but
no Woodworking couples of whom we
have record would be young lovers
again. They would as soon change to
a pair Of whispering trees or to harm
less and beautiful green and gold
snakes summing themselves In a
mountain dell. Work done. no more
fevers and chills. no more flts and
starts for them; rather reabsorption
Into the strength and silence and pa
tient endurance of the natural world
-Harper's Weekly.
Canine l have watched these
Rule In dogs a good deal since
Turkey. VIC came here, and a lady
of Constantlnople, the
wife OF a foreign minister, has added
largely to my information on the sub
ject. They are quite wonderful In
many ways. They have divided them
selves into groups or squads, and their
territory into districts. with borders
exactly defined They know Just about
how much substance each district VIII
supply and the squads are not allowed
to grow. There Is a captain to each
OF these companies, and his rule Is alb
solute. When the garbage from each
house Is brought out and dumped into
the street, he oversees the distrlbu-
ton and keeps order, He keeps 1t, too
There Is no fighting and very little dis
cord, unless some outlaw dog from
neighboring group attempts to make an
fncurslon, Then there Is Wild out
break and If that dog escapes undam-
aged he Is lucky. She told me how In
winter the dogs pile up in pyramids
to keep warm, and how those under
meath, when they have smothered as
long as they can, will work out and
get to the top OF the heap and let the
others have q chance to get warm and
smother too, Once, when some eXcava-
ton was going on In her neighborhood
the dogs of several bands. made kin
by vigorous touch OF nature. cold,
had packed themselves into a sort OF
tunnel which the workmen had made.
One dog who had come a little late was
left outside. He made one or two ef-
forts to get position, but 1t was no
use. He reflected upon the situation
and presently set up loud barking.
That was too much for those other
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what had happened, but before they
had a chance to find out the late ar
rival had slipped quietly in and es-
tablished himself In the warmeSt place,
Albert Bigelow Paine. in Harpcrs'
Weekly.
Animals Many of the forest folk
Lovers are very fond of music
or Music. and seem to take as much
pleasure in 1t as we do
ourselves A young bluejay at one
time spent two months as a guest In
my home We all know what harsh
voices the jays have. Did anyone ever
hear a jay sing sweet. tuneful little
song. I wondeC? While the small jay
lived with me 1t was my custom to
practice singing for half an hour ev-
cry morning. No sooner had I seated
myself at the piano and struck a few
chords than "J-J" hoped over the
door sill and settled himself on the
rung OF a nearby chair. He listened
with rapt attention. and after few
DAVIS he tried n bit of song himself, At