Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1914-07-29

Are gushes and hints of sweetness,
From the unseen deep afar-
The foam-edge of heavens completeness
Swept outward through flower and star.
For the cloud, and the leaf, and the blossom,
The shadow, the pickering beam,
Are waits on the sea-like bosom
OF beauty beyond our dream.
Its glow to our earth is given,
1t freshens this lower air,
oh, the fathomless wells OF heaven.
The springs of the earth rise there!
Isn't this pretty summer song? Here
is another brief selection from which /
hope you will draw the central truth.
From the reek of the pond, the lily
Has risen in raiment white,
spirit of air and water,
A form Of incarnate light.
Yet, except for the rooted stem
That steadies her diadem,
Except for the earth she is nourished by,
Could the soul of the lily have climbed to
the sky?"
These two selections are from Lucy
Larcom's writings. A collection OF her
more serious poems was published in a
small volume bearing the title SAT the
Beautiful Gste". 1t was printed in 1892
and dedicated to her sister Emeline.
Some of you may have read the book
"Martha Blythe Day., but a few extracts
will bear repeating. Her shrewd observa-
lions on life in general and her practical
ideas are right to the point:
81 don't believe in lynn awake, thinkin'
- F.,&,. H.~A.- sn
good ticks o. sleep, restin' from the past. It's
against my principles. Pm by the day.
work by the day, and l live by the day. 1
reasoned it out so-fashion; the past is over
an done with, whatever it may be, an you
cant change 1t, for all you do. so what's
the use2 You can bet on one thing, shoor.
whatever aia't dead waste in your past is,
somehow, goin' to get dished up to you in
your present or your future. You amt goin'
to get rid of it, till you've worked it into your
system for health, our dear old friend
Lydia Pinkham, says.
''As to the future, the. futures like flea,
when you can put your finger on the future,
it's time enough to think what you'Il.do with
it. Folks futures be all right If they'd Just
pin down little tighter to to-day an make
that square up the best they can, with what
they'd oughter do.'
Martha's daughter Frances was run over
by an automobile and SO badly hurt she
was taken to a hospital. Martha had this
to say about it:
at seems it's the whole style for ladies to
20 under a operation, an as amt eggsackiy
got the time, Frances, she's keepin' up the
tone for us. Ir.you wanter folla the fashions
a. - 1t
about you, tight as they are, an run. But
what's little.inconvenience, compared with
KNOWN you're cuttin' dash! It's good of
'em to be tryin' to get damages for Frances
out o. the auto.that run her down, an il there
was somethin comm to us to pay the doctors.
an suehlike, it'd be welcome. But. somehow,
always wasishy o. nonkeyin' with the law.
It's like to catch body in such queer places,
when you least expect. Before fella knows
it, he's up for liable, or breaches % promise,
an his private letters to the bosom of his
family is read out loud in court, an then
printed in.the papers next mornin' an every
body's laughin' at i'm, because he called his
wife MY darlin' Tootsie'. An it's up to him
to pay the costs,lwhen ten to one it's the other
party's to blame. guess p'raps we better let
good enough alone. II we begin to get the
Who knows but they might find the accident
injured the auto stead o. Frances. If we work
hard, an they give us time, me and Sammy
can, maybe, make out to pay the doctors; but
add to that, to have to buy brand new
machine for the fellasthat run over Frances
that'd be orter.discouragin'."
"weli, there's always more'n one way of
rim at
chambermaid, with experience, will tell you
there's three ways of dustin. The first is, do
it thora, wipin' the rungs of the chairs an
the backs O. the pictures, an under the books
on the table-like. The second is, just sorter
fiashin' your rag over the places that shows,
an the third is-pull down the shades
Life's too short to fuss and idget your soul
out over tribes. 1t amt always what you
scaRt, but what your must.
81 just give people the truth like you give
'em castor oil that's too dainty to gullup it
down straight. Some likes it in lemon an
some in grobyules, but it's castor oil, all the
same.
"Life's like standin' on the curb stone
watchin' the parade - at least, that's how it
seems to young folks, They hear the music
| an they see the banners an the floats and
they think it's goin' to be acontinuous per-
formance. An while they stand a-waitin' for
all the grandyer they're expectin', suddenly
it all goes past, an they don't see nothin'
but p'raps milk wagon bringing up the
rear"
Lam sure you will enjoy what l have
offered you better than you would any
| thing / might have written this week,
and now / hope you will try this recipe
for
DELICIOUS PUDDING = One pint sweet