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Molev...No.. 5 
MANCHESTER, MASS., SATURDAY, FEB 
21907, 
20 Pages. ‘Three Cents. 
AUTUMN REVERIES. 
BY D. F. LAMSON. 
Gorgeous sunsets are made up partly 
of sunshine and partly of moisture; so is 
it in life, the best effects are produced by 
a mingling of prosperity and adversity, 
of joy and sorrow, of smiles and tears. 
The great trouble with phonetic spell- 
‘ing is that [it confuses etymology, and 
destroys the history of words, often 
most interesting and instructive; who 
would imagine, e.g., that thru was in 
Old English thorough? 
Why not canonize Josh Billings as 
patron saint of the nu spelling, and done 
with it? He wasa past master of the 
bare 
Rosicrucian mysteries are not much to 
the taste of the present age; but we lose 
a good deal by the sacrifice of all senti- 
ment and mysticism to utility; we need 
more of inner light and the faith that 
grasps the unseen and can walk on air. 
Labor and capital are too closely in- 
terrelated and have too many things in 
comnion to afford to antagonize one an- 
other; there is a greed too often that 
““o’er leaps itself and falls on t other 
side;’’ cooperative industry is what the 
world needs today; the union most to be 
desired is a union of employers and em- 
ployees for their mutual advantage. 
Many things are said, and said well so 
far as language is concerned, which lack 
the note of reality; it is not only “‘the 
man behind the gun,’’ but the man_be- 
hind the voice, that is the determining 
force. 
Some persons miss the enjoyment of 
health through an over anxiety as to their 
health; they induce by their habits of 
self-introspection a dyspeptic condition 
of soul or body or of both. 
There is room for doubt as to the 
‘“‘mute, inglorious Miltons,’’ the ““Crom- 
wells guiltless of their country’s blood,’’ 
and so. on; if it is ina man to be a Mil- 
WInTER SCENE IN MANCHESTER. 
How many of our readers recognize the scene presented above? Not many, for there are few who 
can recall the streets of 64 years ago in Manchester. 
residence of John R. Cheever, corner of Union and Beach streets, 
It was painted first and a photograph of the sketch was later made by Mr, Cheever. 
loaned by courtesy of Queen Quality Topics. 
This view was taken from a window in the 
looking down Union street. 
The cut is 
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ton or a Cromwell it will out sometime 
and somehow, except in case of pre- 
mature death or mental failure. 
Wit was once synonymous with 
knowledge, a meaning which still lingers 
in such expressions as ‘out of his wits,”’ 
but in present usage wit and knowledge 
so far from being one have oftimes no 
connection. 
Some things are valued in proportion 
to their beauty, and some it would seem 
in proportion to their deformity; one 
does not have to travel far to find proof 
of this. 
Position often gives a man power, but 
there are some things which even a 
President cannot do, and which kings 
were they wise would not attempt. 
If we knew our limitations better it 
would save us often from much disap- 
pointment and perhaps humiliation; the 
fable of the frog and the ox has 
many applications. 
A mania for riches, a love of extrava- 
gance, a fondness for display, eat out 
manhood, make contentment impossible, 
open a whole Pandora’s box of miseries. 
It would be a misfortune to have one 
language of officialdom and one of the 
people, but the language of the people 
may be depended upon to prevail in the 
long run, as Saxon prevailed over Nor- 
man and Latin in the England of. our 
forefathers. 
Not how much, but of what kind, is 
the main question; ‘‘better fifty years of 
Europe than a cycle of Cathay;’’ better 
the brief words of some men than the long 
drawn-out platitudes of others; better an 
ounce of gold than a ton of dross. 
These are the days of the “‘noisy 
children just let loose from school;’’ 
but where there is no noise there is like- 
ly to be little life; the stillest places in 
the world are the deadest places in the 
world—the cemeteries; good places to 
meditate in, but by no means good places 
to live in. 
It is good now and then to close the 
ear to the jargons of earth, and listen to 
the eternal silences. 
The Breeze one year, one dollar. 
