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BORN: HUNTSBURG, O., MARCH 4, 1839. AFTER being admitted to the bar in LaGrange county. Ind. Mr. Leland moved to Chicago in 1863, and thence to Aurora, Illinois. About this time he published a book of poems, which passed through two editions. In 1867 he went to Charles City, Iowa, where he prac

That might hunger's keen pang release; The many shall not bow to the tyrannous few,

But all men be treated as men! (ing sueWhen the poor for their lives shall not kneel.

0. when is that time? tell me when! Yes, there is a land where the weary can rest,

A home for the grief-laden heart; (pressed, A time when true manhood shall not be op

Nor groan under poverty's smart; (come, A clime where no grief and no sorrow can

Where riches all shall alike share! To reach it, with Christ we must enter the

tomb; With Him we must pass it, ---'tis there.


There grew a plant, the legends tell,

While many years went by:
It held all fragrance, as a spell,

And mirrored earth and sky:
It garnered all the sweets of air,

From every wind that blew,
And in its life held treasured rare

Worth, more than wise men knew. One day rough feet, with cruel tread

Had crushed it to the ground,
Lo! when 'twas crushed it fragrance shed,

And filled the air around.
Men marveled that to plant not fair

Such fragrance had been given;
Nor dreamed, till crushed, it was so rare

And held incense of Heaven.

SAMUEL PHELPS LELAND. ticed law until 1880; thence he went to Europe for a year. Entering the lecture field in 1881, he still continues to follow that profession. Mr. Leland is in comfortable circumstances, happy and content with his wife and a host of friends, residing in Charles City in summer and in Chicago in the winter months.


BORN: UTICA, IND., APRIL 1, 1868. REMOVING to Paola, Kansas, at an early age George was there educated, and later attended the Baker university at Baldwin City, passing examination in that institution two years later. About this time George commenced teaching school, which avocation he has since followed.

They tell of a land where pain is unknown,

Where sorrow and grief have no name; Where Eden flowers, when once they have

blown, Bud, blossom eternal, the same; (burn, Where no wild discontent in madness can

To pierce the proud heart to despair -Where anguish on earth felt can never re

turn0, where is that land? tell me where! They tell of a time in the distant To Come

An age born of Wisdom and Peace -When the poor shall not beg of the rich man

the crumb,

LIFE IS A RIVER. We can fight a lively battle To the end if we are true; We can make our firearms rattle And the enemy pursue. If our cause is what it should be And we do what we think right, We shall live a life as happy As the noonday sun is bright. Can't we fight the ever tempter With a will and all our might, For the joys the Savior's offer, For the peace and truth and light? We have but to push sin backward, And our will then to control; And we'ell find our path clear'd homeward There with Christ our Savior stroll.

WILL J. WEAVER. BORN: MILL HALL, PA., DEC. 24, 1856. Ar eighteen years of age will taught school in the winter months, attending the normal school during the summer; he subsequently graduated at the state normal school in 1880. While attending the normal school Mr. Weaver was chosen editor of the Normal Gazette, which position he filled for several terms, his writings at that time appearing under the

If not quite all broke up; but still

I reason thus, and ponder,
If pigs in clover" baffles skill,

Lord! what does this, I wonder.
I start with Pee," then .. Ef" and

" Vee." And travel on to Eshon;" I tangle - Ray” with. Dee" and .. Gay,"

Regardless of discretion.
I strive to get the word-signs fixed,

But something seems to blur them, And all the hooks" and " curves" get

mixed, Whene'er I try to Ster" them. An Iss" with Tee" makes it a .Stee,"

It seems most like a fable,
Yeh-lay" with .. Bee" is.. You-will-be."

And .. Bee” with .. El-hook" . Able.” An Em” means “me," - my,” .. him”

and · may," While «Em” with Shon" means

·motion,” .. Pee" stands for hope," ".Pee-el" for

play." And Dee-Vee-Shon " .. Devotion." A sign that's halved adds ..T” or D,”

And lengthened . t-b-r-ther" So .. Ef," which commonly means far," Stretched out full length means

«Em" widened adds a Poor B,"

As Emb" with Dee" . Embody,"
Tee” shortened with the vowele"

Transforms it into . Toddy."
• Experience" we find in Sprens,"

. Kend-Shon" for Condescension," Along with many other blends

Too numerous to mention.
At night, in troubled dreams I see,

This science so fantastic,
So that my rest is constantly,

Confused and rhinoplastic.
And shall I ever reach the goal?

Will hoping make me stronger? While crying from my inmost soul,

How long, oh! how much longer!

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ASPIRAMUS NOBLISIMUS REBUS. While sojourning on this terrestrial ball,

With trials and troubles to grieve us: May this maxim be firmly impressed upon all,

• Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus." Like the swift flying clouds are our days

fleeting by Soon or later grim death will receive us; Be not overcome, but tbis maxim apply,

Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."


The flowers that bloom through the long sum


No darkened cloud, no rainbow spans the Of the frailty of life mutely plead us,

soul; To be earnest and prayerful and give God the

No doubt, hope, wears no wreath of vicpraise,

tory won; - Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

No toil, no ecstacy of rest; the sun Be hopeful when sore with affliction dis No rising glory flings 'till veiled by night; tressed:

No wrong 'mong men, no triumph of the 'Though hope very oft will deceive us,

right; Our Father is good, and means all for the No death, no life where Heaven's blest ages

best,-** Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus." When the soul is cast down and dark clouds

MIDNIGHT. hover 'round,

'Tis night's mid-glory – Earth, so calm, so And friends to our fate seem to leave us,

still, In the darkest of clouds, silver lining is On couch of space is wrapped in slumber's found,

spell; - Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

How soft and pure her bosom's rounded swell

'Neath fleecy robes, and placid radiance shed In temptation's hour when trials begin,

From silver orb, like watcher's lamp, o'erAnd Satan conspires to deceive us:

head! Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin,

While starry legions dimly throng and fill ** Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

Her airy chamber, whence all sound is fled Sit not idly down and of life fondly dream, Save breath of rising prayer, or whir of "Twill not from our sorrows retrieve us:

wings Come weal or come woe let this be your As angels viewless pass, or heavenward theme,-

springs * Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

The guardian who hath wrought the FathWhen with sorrow o'erwhelmed, and with

er's will. sadness depressed,

Midnight and moonlight, silence, stars and When our efforts seem naught to achieve us,

God Trust fully in God --he'll take care of the rest | Sublimest height Diurnal Time hath trod.

" Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus." In faminine's dark day, in adversity's hour,

EMMA LAZARUS. Remember God's promise to feed us;

Fair Bard! with sweetness lined on lip and To Him be dominion and glory and power -

brow Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

'Neath veil of sadness, - in thy darkling If the storms of this life we would safely out


Dilate with thought, like orbs in twilight ride. Een though our afflictions bereave us,

skies, Cling firm to this maxiin whatever betide,

| Enhanced and dreamful seen through mists Aspiramus Noblisimus Rebus."

aglow, Dwells soul unfathomable; a meaning

fraught MRS. LAURA S.R. MCCARTHY. || DUCCA Druv | More deep with shadowings of the things to


And subtle draughts from fount of mystery THE exacting duties of student, teacher and Than e'en thy lettered page hath tuneful housekeeper in succession, have operated, to

taught. gether with great delicacy of constitution, to For right, for kindred, for humanity, thwart the expenditure, by this lady, of time Thy heart-felt notes were sounded, fresh and energy in the direction of authorship.

and clear. Mrs. McCarthy has, however, produced num Thou’rt passed - a gleam athwart our mental erous poems that have been widely copied in

sky prominent journals. In 1878 she married By motion swift consumed, ere mid-day Edward McCarthy, a lawyer of great prom

hour inence, of Lowville, N. Y., where she now re Could round too full its pure, effulgent power; sides. Personally she is a pleasant lady, and And Israel drops anew the burning tear is constantly surrounded by a host of friends Where dumb in trance of death thy song-lips and admirers.



BORN: BANGOR, ME., MAY 5, 1865. DURING the last decade Helen Maud Merrill has contributed numerous poems to the St. Nicholas, Portland Transcript, and other

Why should I care for those who gaze

On me with cold, indifferent eye, Since oft there comes a loving throng

Who never once have passed me by. And yet, this human heart of mine

For human sympathy oft yearns: Yet that in which deception lurks

My whole soul rises up and spurns. For peace and truth and love are mine,

And wheresoe'er these powers are known I walk serene, content to know

That I am never all alone. But human eye a limit has

Which may not penetrate the heart; And so I clasp my faith more close,

And patiently I walk apart.
For well I know there'll come a time

When I'll no longer walk alone,
For in the home that is to be

My heart shall know and claim its own.

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THE ANGEL WIFE. Death's mystery is hers at last.

Through mystic portals she has passed Into the limitless unknown, -

The journey each must take --- alone. What was the secret dying brought?

How was that icy stillness wrought? What were the visions, floating far,

That greeted her from the gates ajar?" For with that heavenly smile of peace,

When her pure spirit found release, Bright angels in the azure dome

Were sent to guide her safely home. Now to my waiting ear there seems

A voice to come, as in my dreams; These are the words I seem to hear

From the beautiful soul that hovers near: Life in the spirit world is sweet,

But needs you, dear, to be complete; Grieve not for that frail form of clay

Which mother earth enfolds today; .. Nor think that I am gone from you

To a far-off heaven, beyond the blue; Thought cannot bind this world, so fair,

It's •many mansions' are ev'rywhere. . And do not think, because your sight

Is wrapped in earth's gray mist of night, That I forget my promise, dear,

To come again your heart to cheer.
- With soul to soul, and mind to mind,

A closer union we shall find;
But lives on earth are lived alone,

But here we know as we are known!"
These are the words that come to me

From the beautiful soul I cannot see, As I sit in the twilight shades alone,

To catch the sound of a seraph's tone.

Alone!" ab, well I know the word,

For I have sorrows of my own,
And in the broad highway of life

I, too, stand all alone."
For who can tell the careless crowd,

How should they know or understand That hidden underneath this mask

Lie aspirations, high and grand. What matters it they pass me by,

Nor stay to offer comfort crude, Since here alone, I silently

Hold converse with a multitude.

LEWIS J. EARLY. BORN: PELLVILLE, KY., FEB. 2, 1865. SEVEKAL works have been written and pubkished by Lewis J. Early under the nom de plume of Markus Pillsberry, which are of a

Till death shall call for us and take us away

To moulder to dust in the grave. Then proudly thy waves on the farther

shore, Will tell of the dear ones who are gone, And gently thy ripples roll proudly away

To join in the murmuring song. Then silent and sadly along the dear stream,

Our friends will in memory come To gaze on thy bosom, to sing the sad song Of the loved ones who've gone to their




BORN: STEUBEN CO., N. Y., MAY 31, 1832. MRS. Sisco has written both prose and verse, and her poems have received publication in the local press. She now resides in Pomeroy, Iowa.

LEWIS J. EARLY. humorous character. His poems have appeared in many prominent journals, and he is now editor of the News World, published at Hawesville, Ky. In person Mr. Early is rather tall, but of good stature.

ON THE OHIO RIVER. All quiet along the Ohio to-day,

No cry save the scream of the crane, As he murders the fish on the farther shore,

While he tramps in the sand and the rain. All peaceful to-day on the river shore,

All silent along the white sand; But swiftly and smoothly the boats glide

along, 'Mong the billows so proudly and grand. All quiet along the Ohio this eve,

The murmuring waters, how clear! While sadly we gaze on each saudy reef,

And sigh for the ones who are here. Listless and still are the leaves on the trees --

For the autumn has called again, And on thee we gaze, dear Ohio, with these,

And long for the cool 'freshing rain. All quiet along the Ohio to-night,

The night winds blow coldly and drear, While soft falls the dew on thy bosom again,

And the night-bird we distantly hear. Thou dost not forsake us, Ohio, thou'rt here, And on thee we fondly will gaze,

AN APPEAL TO LIBERTY. Spirit of love unstring your golden harp And lay it down before the eternal throne; Then bow thy head and plead with liberty, To unglove her hands and then unveil her

face, And look with naked eyes upon her sword — Red with oppression's blood; then trace With naked hands the many names Written upon the surface of her throne, In raised letters so bold and prominent That they can be both seen and felt; And there are pictures, too, wrought by her

handPictures of men - good, honest men-With daggers at their throats Because of unbelief in Christian creeds; Nurslings of tyranny ---offsprings of misery,

too, Held in the lap of ignorance and crime, And drawing at the paps of foul disease, Their souls baptised at the dark, dismal fount Of sin and death. And most of them Crushed by heavy burdens unmerciful to bear, And bound in menial chains of servitude Before earth's monied kings. And now, Oh! tyranny, clothed in freedom's robes --Wearing upon thy cursed brow the starry

crown, And holding in thy strong right hand The key to prison walls, and in thy left The flowing bowl — thine armor stamped With customs, creeds and dogmas -But wholly void of God's almighty truth; Ope wide the doors of nature's gilded halls And bathe their guilty souls With the pure bracing air of freedom's


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