Nov. 8, 1913. 
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place in the hot, parched meadow where the 
white-winged blackbird sounds his gay carillon, 
but when the shadows have spread to the hill¬ 
tops and a quiet hush broods along the country 
road, when body and spirit, weary with the toil, 
welcome the twilight’s fall, then comes from the 
enchanted woodland this sweet sad requiem for 
the dying day. Later, but rarely do we hear it 
here in Nebraska, comes that real nocturnal 
sound, the “Who-hoo-hoo” of the big-horned 
owl as he perches on some old dead snag, or 
wings his silent way through cottonwood grove 
and along the lonely river. What a mass of 
fluff are the owl’s pinions. Not the slightest 
swish nor softest whisper comes from those 
moving sails. He carries on his warfare in the 
dark of the night and rows through the air 
with muffled oars. 
To know the full sweetness of the evening 
hour one must spend much time in the fields and 
woods and make his nightly couch in the open 
out-of-doors. Persevere, and in the dim of the 
early night a new world of sight and sound will 
open to you. The most familiar paths and roads 
seem strange and creepy. The most harmless 
things suffice to give you a little start and in¬ 
crease your curiosity. It isn’t always necessary 
to hunt nature’s treasures in the darkness; seek 
some mossy knoll at the edge of the woods or 
on the Platte’s shore, and they will in all likeli¬ 
hood come to you. There, see that bat darting, 
whirling and gyrating above and about you? And 
there above the trees against the lemon sky is 
a score of nighthawks foraging for insects. Plow 
sharp and distinct is their “be-seek, be-seek as 
they ramble their aerial way 1 
Again from down along the shadowy shore 
comes the whimper of the foraging and voyag¬ 
ing muskrat, the plop of some venturesome fish 
and the vibrant quack of feeding ducks. If you 
grow bold and stroll into the woods for more 
sound and adventures, you must see with your 
feet, for even in our scanty river timber the 
darkness becomes dense when once the last flame 
dies out of the overhead sky. But for wander¬ 
ings of this kind wait for a night when the moon 
sheds her silvery light over field, river and wood. 
You will find your task a much easier and en¬ 
joyable one. The moonlight is a picture of day¬ 
light painted by a fairy artist. Like the orb 
from which it radiates, it is half darkness. How¬ 
ever bright the one side of that old cottonwood 
or that clump of sumach, the other is hid in 
mysterious shadow. Objects in the distance, too, 
are only seen in faint and uncertain outline. 
These veiled places are blanks for the imagina¬ 
tion to fill out with fanciful maybes. The bright¬ 
est moonlight is deceitful; it turns the com¬ 
monest objects into precious stones. On every 
leaf hangs a star, and the sands along the 
Platte’s naked bars glitter with diamonds. 
There are lights celestial and lights terres¬ 
trial, and though the latter be feeble compared 
with the former, they are by no means devoid 
of interest. Cannot you recall a night in the 
early summer time when you were coming in 
along an old country road from a drive or auto 
whirl when the fireflies filled the yawning dark¬ 
ness in their mazy flight over the bordering 
pasture lands and teeming fields? As far as 
your eye could reach all was an expanse of 
blackness lit up by myriads of flashing sparks. 
But strange indeed are the sights and sounds 
of nature in the evening. They have bred super¬ 
stition, fable and mysticism, but in these days 
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an enchantment over the mind, shorn of its day¬ 
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some of the nice yearlings or fry from our hatchery, and 
you will be pleased with the results. 
Horse Chestnut Carving. 
The Parisians have found a use for horse 
chestnuts which no one else seems to have 
thought of, says Lily Butler, in the November 
Strand. Llorse chestnut carving, in fact, is be¬ 
coming quite the fashion in various parts of 
artistic Paris. 
It was one of the most expert workers in 
the new art—no less a person, indeed, than the 
Comte Jean de Berenger—who let me into the 
secrets of the new craze, after I had admired 
with wondering eyes, the originals of some of 
his strange works which have found places in 
the Salon des Humoristes. The Comte was 
quite willing to give me some information about 
his fascinating recreation. 
With the countless little instruments—knives, 
scissors, brushes, pincers and other things— 
which are scattered about his work table, he has 
fashioned from an uninspiring multitude of 
every day horse chestnuts the most wonderful 
gallery of grotesque sculpture it is possible to 
imagine. The Comte gets his chestnuts from a 
special tree which grows on his estate in Nor¬ 
mandy, close to the celebrated Abaye de Junieges. 
Their only distinction is that they are of large 
size, and when divested of their outer brown 
envelope and carefully peeled, become, when 
carved, to all intents and purposes, very similar 
to the most beautiful smooth ivory. 
The Angler’s Possessions. 
He has rods built of greenheart, of ash, and of cane. 
And though some may be short and some may be 
long, 
Still it is a display he can show when he’s vain, 
Of anglers and angling and rods that are strong. 
He has reels and has lines of various sizes, 
Which have aided him well with salmon and trout; 
His children adorned are with sundry won prizes, 
Which time and good fortune have caused come about. 
He has creels and has nets and has gaffs quite a lot, 
And waders and oilskins to weather the storms; 
He has Phantoms and Devons and split leaden shot, 
And traces and tapers in many good forms. 
He has flies in abundance—his store of delight— 
Encased in a book which is bulky and stout, 
Which can always, ensure him a leisure hour bright 
When he’s pensive at home or else when without. 
He has boxes in number for minnows and casts; 
A selection of minnows, gold, blue, and red; 
Some lures made of rubber, a substance which lasts, 
And sinkers in plenty formed of pure lead. 
He has hand-lines and bait-cans for fishing the sea. 
And the rods with the rings of porcelain white; 
Paternosters with swivels and hooks that will be 
Able to hold any fish that may bite. 
He has baskets for lunch and has flasks for hot tea, 
And luxuries many with sport fit to blend; 
He has full stocks of joy and of happiest glee, 
With big share of ev’rything angling can lend. 
But, alas! all too soon with his gear he must part, 
And leave it behind for.another to get; 
And all he can hope for.is that it will impart 
The silent, deep joy which he cannot forget. 
—Erskine Houston. 
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