Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1916-01-12

AS a boy IN his native village Ig-
lMtus had learned the rudimcnts of
lpe trade OF n turner. and before long
ne was able to carr enough at his
trade IN florence to keep together
body n soul. Weeks and months
passed. None came to seek him or
even to inquire. The prior. it was
'efN evident. WIS no recruiting ser
Seant. II Il brothers heart was bent
Oh leaving the Ccrtusa, then leave il
ne should without let or hindrance.
%lgnatlus luNuriated in his new found
freedom.
He dwelt in y poor quarter of the
NY ana a populous, but once the first
Jays OF eye feastinS had passed he was
barely conscious ui his neignbors.
cooks III he town were abundant and
lhere We're no sacred offices obliga-
Tory as IN the cloistcrs. One paused
az the baptistery. at the cathedral. or
az any church near at hand. and. after
such PRAYER as one had time for. pro-
ceeaed about ones business. 1t was
IL halcyon season. The mind of lg-
hatius was busving itself with a new
lheofy OF the origin of heavenly bodies,
ana so intent thereon was he that.
even when AN epidemic raVaged his
"heishporhood and carried away many
Vili'ifeh, ne was scarcely aware of it.
lime passed. And, after its own pc
cullar fashion,, time made many things
htss iiiS 81 Il ne
freedom of the city life that Ignatius
mad flrst eNulted in had become after
d leW summers Il WEAKNESS. The walls
OF stone and mortar, in crowded, mar
row streets, ave Il way of retaining
icat that seems to bring them in touch
WIN ones very nerves. 1t was not like
the Certosa, where it was literally all
ways cool. But then the Certosa was
more thar coo 1T was an ancient
haunt OF peace. Peace was indeed do
INVESTIGATED there. But the Certosa, too.
hau lts drawbacks, as lgnatiuS only too
with It's plains and vistas, with it's il
ilmltable horizon, was after all the
choicest background for a thinker
of what USE" it occurred to Ig-
natlus. is all this new freedom if l
cannot move where l list. like the
wlnd?' And incontinently he paid his
score, left his books in the keeping of
served him for home, and, with scrip
and staff. departed hence.
Fast the great n historic villas Ig-
natius trudged. those wonder houses
now associated with the names of Boo
cacclo and Palmieri. a lonely enough
endless garden walls that skirt the
road Is wealth enough for whole towns;
put there they are, each demesne the
property of some n lord, and he in
visible. Earring on, however, Ignatius
climbed the hill road toward the little
gan to experience that feeling of UNI
constraint, of far horizons, to seek
which he had quilted the city. He gazed
about him at the hills and the olive
fields and at the busy c%ultivators of
those fields. There was scarcely a
glance for him, so intent were the men
and women upon their tasks.
This endless ABSORPTION i'm trivial
ity.' he muttered TO himself, lin town
and country-is the human race in a
conspiracyo'
a team of oxen v~ociferously driven
by a grown lad of is or so, passed Ig-
Mathis, and the boy. seeing the mans
lips moving, o it for prayer, and
greeted him piously. Ignatius laughed
within his heart. All he world was
dull and stupid. He was becoming in
iected himself. No great or illuminate
morning, yet here he was in the open
country. This was the home of serfs
and pumpkins. Every inch of soil was
cultivated and every foot of soil, all
most. produced its food. This was all
one vast outdoor workshop. What knew
these folk of thought or of the inspira-
ton that came from green fields and
the distant stars? Only in the hills
could such inspiration be found. There.
among the cleaning peaks of the Apen-
mines, Or. better still. the Alps, Law the
immemorial Silence that is the think
er's garden, and there "peradventure he
might find what he was still and al
ways seeking. Thither, accordingly. he
straightway bent his steps.
Now, mountains. as travellers well
know. have a trick of seeming near
and yet remaining far. Grand and
Icede from human reach. Nevertheless.
lsnatius with the zeal of the born
seeker. strove doggedly on through
held and plain, passing villages and
cities on his way toward reality and
the distant peaks. So intent was he
now that he scarcely observed the life
about him or the folk among whom
he passed on this the final stage of
his lifelong quest. He had begun to
ascend the uplands and found him
self at last on the very slopes OF the
foothills. He gazed up to the gilt
tering peaks thrusting at the heavens,
and they seemed very near to him.
Yet" he a to himself, II am only
at the beginning of my journey
which was indeed the case. A melan-
chOly sigh escaped lgnntius, for he
was no longer young. Footsore and
travel weary as he was, a black de-
spair began to settle upon him. The
mocking demons Of ease and luxury
swan before him as in a mist; his
aching bones and thews cried out upon
him for a fool. He turned about to
gaze regretfully back upon the road
he had come, and then. lest his faith
should forsake him. he again adj
dressed himself to his task. But in
that one when his back had
been turned upo the foothills. a very
singular thing happened. A stranger.
whom he had not at all perceived, was
now coming toward him, staff in hand,
from the mountains.
A friendly gray beard was the
stranger, clad in the worn habit Of