The true Democrat. [volume] (Bayou Sara [La.]) 1892-1928, 1915-06-12
INSIDE LOOKING OUT.
Continued from page one.)

NSShIlhuSu A1SAa PNSN NO'/
speaks to me Of mon enfants" Some
one has found a dead bird, killed by
thoughtless boy that very morn
ing, and holds it up for us to see. 1t
distracts my friend from his worries
for the moment. Had he read my
thoughts his grief might have been
for Twas thinking of his
dead mind, of the dead bird and of
those tenderly pathetic lines of Dryden:
CAS- calloW birds,
Whose mother s killed in seeking OF
the prey,
Cry in their nest and think her long
away,
And, at each leaf that stirs, each blast
of wind,
Cape for the food which they must
never find"
1t is very difficult to help the insane,
however sympathetic you may be. You
go with them in one direction, smooth
ing out the way, only to find them lost
In their decisions. They will not hold
an hypothesis. You feel in arguing
with them very much like Alice, afore-
mentioned, must have done in trying
to play a game of croquet, with a
flamingo as a mallet and a rolled up
hedgehog for ball. You remember,
when she would get the famingo's
body tucked properly under her arm
and his long neck Strengthened out,
she would discover that the hedgehog
had unrolled itself and was hurrying
away. When she'd get the hedgehog
rolled up, she would find the famingo
had gotten his neck all bent up again
as he looked her sadly in the eye.
There was lot of fun I'M the party;
and while, as Ben Jonson would say,
you may sound their wits and find the
depth of them with your middle-fnger,"
nevertheless it was goodly company
of kings, millianaires, inventors OF per-
petual motion, contractors for building
railroad to the moon, etc., etc., and
there was something piquant and re-
memberable in much that was said.
The male and female patients were
separated. The guests and employees
of the institution Jared better. Young
couples are not afraid of dryads, and
wandered fearlessly in the edges of
the forest. From a friendly oak, back
of which sat couple to avoid the
bright rays of the sun - and other
things-that small but mighty son Of
Venus withdrew shaking with silvery
laughter over his good shot, while his
victim, with a sigh, spake thus to his
Queen of May:
my love was blind to your deluding
art,
But blind men feel when stabbed so
near the heart"
Notwithstanding all this, there was
Iplenty of good common sense shown
in many ways. (By this, no offense is
meant to the insane patients and the
lovers) The farmers talked of the
crops and the weather. and the women
of dresses, children, chickens, gardens
etc., ETC., etc.
The high old time began at high
noon when the train. consisting Of
three coaches, bearing the Legislators
and other guests, arrived at the picnic
grounds. In a few minutes every one
had found seats about the speakers
stand. After the invocation by Local
minister, DR.. Pierson announced the
days program, and requested Mr.
West, Vice-president of the Board OIL
Administrators, in the absence of His
Excellency, Governor Hall, to preside
Mr.. West, who is justly quite popular
with us, made a few fitting remark!
before introducing Col. A. r. Prescott
of the Louisiana State University
What Colonel Prescott said, | leave tt
the man on the outside lookin' in.
The impression he made on me was
this: That he had most importan
message to deliver; that the farmers
of Louisiana should wake up to thu
wonderful opportunity that is theirs
Colonel Prescott is an excellent speak
er; is earnest and eloquent. If tn,
legislators would arrange to send hin
into every rural district in the stat,
with his message, they would do NOR
for Louisiana than they could do in
thirty days session. His sermon OF
farm organization would convert tn
heather. Farming would soon be mad
so attractive, that families in over
crowded cities would find peace an,
prosperity in the country. The hos
pitfalls for the insane would requir
smaller appropriations, for it Is tn