HomeMy WebLinkAboutZurich Herald, 1926-10-07, Page 2RUDYARD RIFLING AMOK • HIS OWN.
Sturdy Figure of British Poet end Taleteller Puffing His Pipe
is Usual Sight to His P,ui tie Neighbors fit BUlittn sh.
By R. Thurston Hopkins.
Every, or nearly every, morning Whoop has s'attled 'with his ehalpety
there appears in the lanes c Burwas•It paws resting on the fender .in au atti-
a sturdyman, whose skin lies been tude that suggests prayer. Blended
tanned by sun and wind to the rich with the bitter -sweat smelt of burning
frown of the Sussex country folk he wood one catches an aroma of apples
loves so well. IU.is forehead le• round and medlars, Bateman's is noted for
and fairly high; his pale blue eye$ and , its medlar tree. , which are quite 3(4.
the brow rbove them give hie expres- years old, and dishes of apples and
stun a pie ee ing appearance. For themedlars always stand about on the
rest his v< ice is firm and resonant, and � butte black -oak table. '
his brown hair and stubby mustache •The pendulum of a grandfather
are sprin'.•: ed with gray. - 1 clock swings to and fro with majestic
He wars a battered, soft -felt hatgesture, blending with the crackle of
and a l omespun suit of plus -fours. ' the log fire and the drone of the water
Generally he (tarries a gun, and the ,' wheel (which drives the electric light
average stranger meeting him would plant) and persuading a feeling of
guess that he is a Sussex farmer. That drowsy comfort, In his room, where
guess would be most inadequate, fort th•e centuries mingle and faded away
this usually solitary man, Rudyard with the mist to the, high roof, Kim
Kipling, who lives" in an old farm- `• ling pees many hours and smokes
house, has land under cultivation, but els pipe,
is, above everything else, one of the + The old mill by Kipling's house will
greatest of loving story writers and I net fail to arrest attention. it appears
poets of the British k3mp1re• lin "Below the Mill Dam" in his "Trite
After twenty-five •ears of residence flea and Discoveries" and in several
at Burwash, Kipling has become so of the Puck Stories,
much a part of hie agricultural back- . The Dudwell which flows at the
ground that people passing Itim on tbe • back of Bateman's supplies the water
road take no notice of him. Kipling, 'to the mill, and often iu winter in-
ane the partridge squatting among • yades the gardens and lower rooms of
the stubble, bas become so toned to the house. The termer who once bird
the weather-beaten farm where he the Dudwell at the re ttont of his gar -
lives as to be invisible. I den as more often in days of fiwd his
This (Truer of Sussex has become , garden at th•e bottom of the Dudwell.
Budyard Kipling's spiritual possession. Such a flood is described in the story
Here he stands upon the ground that egelenaly Brook" (a diversity of erste
is essentially hie own, Here he is at tures).,-
home, at peace, unassailed. To him , The glassy mill dam, with its drip -
the charm of the countryside is cen- ping willows, often reflects the pen-
turies deep. As he remarked some sive figure of Kipling with his rod.
years ago: "You know, in Africa or searching for the crafty trout which
America one has only to epeed up and abound in this pond. He enjoys the
nut the miles under, but hers it is dif- voluptuousness of the solitude here,
tercet . . . the dead, terelve•cof- which he has described as "a sort of
fin deep, clutch hold of my wheels at thick, sleepy stillness smelling of meet -
every turn. . . . If I want petrol dow-sweet and dry grass."
I must either pass the place where Under a wagon shed near at band
Sir John Lade lived or the garden stand several Sussex wains, a type of
where lack Cada was killed. Scuts wagon which has not changed during
times I wonder that the very road does
i• the last 500 years. With their gondola -
net bleed."
Not far from the village of Burwash • they look more in keeping with the
is Killing's fine Tudor mansion, c Ilei i wooden warships of a bygoue age than
"Bateman's." From the meadows ! with the motor plows of a nineteenth
comes s. heavy chorus oil bleating from century farm. They are all inscribed:
sheep and from the copses and the .,Kipl•ing, Batenl, n's Farm, Burwash."
wild -tangled depth of Kipling's Old,1 It was such wales as these that Sir
World garden the numberless notes of i Tohn Pelham, of the story "Hal a' tbe
birds. In the summer twilight the die - l Draft" sent to Burwash to carry the
tant contralto of cuckoos, forming a serpentines and demi-caution to
continuous chain of sound, comes. Lewes
faintly from th•e woods. The sang of 1 The -fields roll up frgm Kipling's
the nightingale always draws Kipling
from his study. He once said to al
house to Pock's Hill, as he has des -
friend: "That bird is a blackguard cubed in "Weland's Sword," and be -
with a gitt of music in his throat that yowl the ground "rises and -rises for
• 500 feet, till at last you climb out on
he can't control, a noisy, swaryhbuck the bare top of Bea: au Hill
ling blackguard, of the garden. He an the naked South Downs." And is it
comes here every night and proceeds profanity in a not in ono of the mighty hills of the
toworth. It !s Peabuse all his enemies for all he is Downs that Kipling confesses his soulfeatheredbe-
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d' i f harmony, and he gets so to
grass
shaped fronts and enormous wheels
Iagu se o a , I've given my soul to the Soutltclu,vn
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in an inarticulate gurgle."
Take a glance into the oak wales- And sheep bells dueled where you
AD SON'S ADV�`U . S—By .0, Jaeohsson,
(Copyrlgh,. 1984• by The Deli Syndicat., Inc.)
All Things Come to Those Who Wait.
The Happy Day.
All day long
I purpose in yonder
Green meadows to wander
And think of a song.
Isbell take
Provision of berries,
Black treacle cherries,
And possibly cake.
Where the boughs
Of gliding willows
Freckle green pillows
I shall drowse;
Or wander blithe
• Through seen ted acres
Whale, haymakers
Sharpen tbe scythe.
I shall not lack,
I shall not trouble;
Through fields. of stubble
I shalt come •back--
While dusk 1$ spread,
Where twilight lingers—
With purple fingers,
A song in my head.
SUPPLYING THE WORLD WITH BIBLES
a square yard, towering as high as more than four hundred languages and
Scafeli. I dialects, many of whose names—such
These Bibles are printed to -day is as Utkala, Magrabi, Sagalla, Mbundu,
From the British Museum to the' Koi, and Giriama—are unknown to
University Press of Oxford you bridge' many expert philologists.
the long and romantic story of the
Bible for sixteen centuries.
In a mocked room in the Museum are
treasured the tour most precious vol-
umes in the 'woeld,, says an English
writer. They contain nearly S00 sheets
of thin grey goat -skin, on each of
`which are two volumes. of Greek char-
acters, inscribed in the fourth cen-
tury. These prleeless volumes are the
}-•world-famqus Codex Alexandrinus, one
1 of four ancient manuscripts from
which the Bible is principally drawn. other type, and is made from the lead
Sixty miles away, at Oxford, the of tea-chests. The ink used is also
Bible, es we know it to -day, is • print- different from anyother in the world.
tadin millions of copies, in over seven- Fos- its manufacture cresote is burned
ty different forns and sizes, and in al- on the ground floorof three large -
most every language. And ' in inter- brick structures, the smoke passing
mediate stages along this bridge we upwards into chambers lined with
see its progress from the fourth -den- green baize, on which the soot gathers
tury Latin Vulgate to its present form. to the depth of several inches. It is
then swept off, purified, and specially
In the conooaing•roont are types re-
presenting the sound symbols ot all
the savages of the earth, Ou one vol-
ume—in Peshito Syriac -one composi-
tor after another was engaged for con-
siderably over thirty years. And to
tbe preparation of another—a Tahiti
copy of the Bible --Mr. Henry Nott de-
voted forty years of his life.
Unique Materials.
The type for these millions of copies
of the Scriptures is different from °any
Prof of the radar**.
Celebrities are often disappointing
to meet. • They s.ometimea i' iuillad ono
of what Charles Lein)). said about his
disa. poiutment on seeing the sea for
the ,il.rst time, II, had been ,reading
about It all his lire„ Ile thought of VS'
thousand isles and the 'continents it
washes --- '"of great whirlpools and
waterspouts; of sunken ships; of fish-
es and quaint monsters; of pearls and
shells; of coral beds and. enchanted
isles."
And what did bo see when he got to
Margate on his .first seaside holiday?
"A speck, a slip of water"; and:
"is this the mighty ocean? Is this
all r"
—Sylvia Townsend Warner. In Four Hundred Tongues.
,treated with linseed oil.
But, fascinating as this ancient stores But the special pride of the Press
of the Bible is, it is no more fascinat is the paper on which its Bibles have
toted dining room et l;ateman's• There i pass, e`�Vhile the Earth Remaineth" ing than that of the Oxford Press, been printed for nearly half a cen-
is a great open fireplace with blazing Oh, It,trle an' Ditchling au' sails at sea,whidh has been flooding the world , tury. For thirty years Mr. Henry
I reckon you keep my soul tor me." And what is time to roses?
calf logs, and. Kipliug's favorite dog p F'rowde is publislt•er,
ransacked the
with copies of the Gospel for threeh
centuries and a hail. I world and racked his brains to dis-
For ninety years this world-famous cover a paper which should be at once
Press hashad its dignified home in a very thin, tough, and opaque. One ex-
wing
xwing of a quadrangular building at Ox- pertinent after another failed, until at
ford, frim which year atter year it last, in 18?2, he was able to produce
pours out its polyglot copies of the the paper so familiar to -day, which re-
Scriptures in streams which reach duced the thickness of the Bible by
every far corner of the earth. So many more than halt, and the secret of
are they that, if ten years' output, at, welch is known only to three men.
the rate of a million copies yearly,1 The Oxford Press is also proud of
were collected into one stupendous the accuracy of its printing. To en -
pile, it would rise as high as the cross sure thi3, a prize of a guinea is offered
of St. Paul's Cathedral, with an oblong , to the discoverer of any mistake in an
base around which fifty Lifeguards-' edition; and it is eloquent. of,the ex -
men could barely ciesp hands. The' treme care exercised that .the yearly
ten years' Bibles would similarly. make I mistakes thus discovered average only
thirty -live columns, each on a base of five.
Quenching London's Thirst. - ~
The Metropolitan (London) Water
Board supplies water to a population
larger' than that of Canada, and the Where wild flowers blow,
mains, placed end to end, would cover Clover blushes like the dawn,—
the distance from Loudon to New 'York Or scatters like the snow.
and back, In a yew -clipped garden,--
Watched
airden,-Watched ".with tender care,
Rose unfurls her glories,-•-
Dazzl ing,—fragrant,—fair,
The bee finds sweetness
Wherever he goes,— •
clover,—
Growing Pains.
Thie title recalls the famous treatise
on the "snakes In Ireland," for there
are no growing pains. Growth Is a
normal process and takes piece quietly
and with no aches or pants to disturb
the child•'s consciousness. There may,
indeed. be Oases of abnormal growth
accompanied by pain or other disor-
ders, but they are the ,result of actual
disease of a gland within the skull
which causes an overgrowth of the
head and other parts of the body. The
pain that accompanies this unnatural
and excessive growth is chiefly in the
head and the fingers and has no rela-
tion to those sensations which popular
Growing
Deserved ;Only a Bust.
"Now they're proposing a statue to
the chap who invented the balloon."
"I think a bust is all he deserves."
misconception has attributed to
British Coal Strike
Hurts Bagpipe Sales
Britain's coal strike has dealt a
severe blow to the Scottish, bagpipe
growth. processes.
The most common and the leaet sera•
nus of the so-called "growing pains"
is the soreness or stiffness of certain
muscles that follows unusually strenu-
ous play or some new gena which has "'Some of our best caetomers are
the pipe bands in the mining areas
where more than a million men aro
Or hint of fall to spring?•.
What country lad supposes
1 The year is on the wing?
ca�ited+ hitherto but little used muscles
tato service; or It may mean a bruise
produced by some unnottted bump or Uttt of work," said the head of one
blow received in rough play. I! you company, "and when they have no
will look into the child's activities money to spend on bagpipes we are ad -
the
the day you will usually find versely at?stied."
the cause of the bedtime aches and The minors of the biplshire ciistrtet
pains. er perhaps a'"cold" develop- saki to be tate keenest of all for
the pipes.
ing the next day will suggest the ac- are
companyieg fever as a cause of the
muscular' ache. But, apart: from an
obvious catarrbal condition, fever in a
child should be looked into, tar fever
with pain may be the beginning of
rheumatic fever. which cam lead to
perznanent injury to the heart unless
the treatment is early and energetic.
Another pain, too often regafded as
a "growing pain,` 'is caused by a ter
ginning joint or spinal disease." These
pains are especially misleading, for
at first they are not continuous, but
come and go. The child may limp
slightly and, complete of a pain in the
knee tor a day or two, and thea appear
as well as ever for a time, Then an-
other •attack and another my occur un-
til the. mother becomes farmed, and
the dootor's exantinatfott, reveals a.
fully developed joint inflammation. A.
stomach ache is generally diagnosed
in the family as the consequenee of a
green•apple spree or too much pie,
and seldom as growing pain, tut ft'
obstinate it shoutd� not be riegieated,
for It. many also be a symptom of bei
ginning spinal, disease, which if treat-
ed tit time; can be cured, but if neglect
ed will resttititt hunchback. IUTAN STEALS "FRE BIRDS' STUFF
Boit Potatoes in Syrup.
Japanese boll their potatoes in
syrup.
Do ruddy boughs remember
The leaves that last they wore?
Or robins fear December
So that they sing no more,
Unbroken and forever
The round of heaven goes;
Though winter seems• to sever
The seasons of the rose.
Though country lads with sorrow
Wake to the sound of wings, •
Earth still trusts a to -morrow,'
And still a robin sings.
Only we timid fellows
Pluck with detaining hand
The autumn's reds and yellows
And do not understand.
—T. Morris Lo gstreteh.
Loss of Million "Popes"
Fails to Move Hosiers
Britain is about to lose 1,000,000
"popes." This, however, is of no con-
cern to the hosiery trade Which for a
long time has used this terns to indi-
cate a particular size of garment. •
The hosiers divided men's socks ue
to tour grades-. slendor, men's, popes teeny are too dense to float. '
and outsizes•. This terra the origin of -.a.
wbie.h is unknown now goes into the Egypt "Tamed the Cat,
The obvious answer is that it is not
all. It is a. great mistake to estimate
the oeean, and a good many outer
things, by -the bit you can see at a
glance,
the proof of a pudding is in
the eating, Similarly the proof of.
capacity is in achievement. Matthew
Arnold says of Shakespeare:-
worked up over It t.a•t lie finally ends -
The Bee's Secrei.
Out in the meadowb,—
The Magpie.
In the white of his wings
Are the footsteps of dawn!
—Edna Lou Walton.
Floating Hardwood.
Some hardwoods are transported on
bamboo rafts in the tropics, because
Thou who didst the stars and sun-
beams know,
Self -schooled, self -scanned, self honor-
ed, self -secure,
Midst walk the earth uuguess'd at.
Shakespeare was too big to be seen
easily and imnled•Lately, It is only
when he is measured by his achieve-
ment that we'begin to reahize•his bulk-•
Greatness does not carry all its
money in its pocket, but it can draw al
cheque on the bank of immortality:
Perbaps some of you feel capable of
big things. 1 would not discourage
you. But I would like to remind you
that the world usually refuses to ae-+
oept any of us at our own valuation.'
You may he a 'very good.puddiug, but
you are still untested. The world
wants proof of the pudding—and it is
still uncooked, perhaps not even yet
ready for the pot.
The world does not want to know
what you think you can do; it waits
for you to show it what you can do, It
is achievement that taunts. It le even
chary of taking the will for the deed—
though good intentions may count in
the sight of Heaven.
A man once claimed that he could
run a big business. And then some-
one said: "Yes? But where would you
t -un it to?"
Thera are two "ends to every ladder
--and the bottom is where one starts.
The man at the top, disappointiag
though he may look, did not fly there.
It is not often that men "hove great-
ness thrust upon them," -
The heights by great men reached and
kept
Were not attained by sudden flight,
But they, whilst their `companions
slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.
`Chere is little .unrecognized genius
going abegging; at least, if it has
character behind it. Keats and Shel-
ler are often quoted. to the contrary.
They both died before- they turned
thirty. Had . they lived as long as
Tennyson and Wordsworth they would
have enjoyed forty or fifty .years of
fano. As it is; it is untrue to say they
died, "unwept, unhonor'd, and uu-
su eg,"
•
Bells and Belfries.
These •ancient towers, and the inner
heights and recesses ot these old roofs
and belfries,.. soou acquire a strong
hold over the few wbo care to explore
them. Lonely and deserted as they
may appear, there are hardly five min-
utes either of the day or night up
there that do not see strange sights or
hear strange sounds. . . .
The bells' in their tower hold con-
stant converse wait man, but they are
not of him; they call him to his duties,
they vibrate to his woes and joys; his
petite and victories, but they are at
once sympathetic and passionless;
ch1ri ing at his will, nut hanging far
above him; ringing out the old genera-
tion, and ringing in the new, with a
mechaltieal, almost oppressive reg1
larity, and an iron constancy which ori' ?
ten makes then and thteir gray towers
the most revealed and ancient things
in a large city, . .
At •Tournay there is a famous cold
belfry. It dates from the twelfth cen-
tury, and is said to be built on a ]l.o-
man base. It now possesses forty
bells. It commands the town and the
country round, and from its summit is
Roney in the
obiolned a near view . of the largest
And honey in the rose, and. !lite st ce'tlledrat in Belgium, with
5..sa1 F. Campbell,' i its five magnitite'nt towera. tour
—Stt u 1
brothers guard the summit of the hel
A Particular bisect. fry at Tourney and relieve each outer
A. caterpillar of the Puss moth spa- day incl night, at. Intervals or tell
•discard with the other gradings in The cat - eas first domesticated in cies will touch nothing but the leaves 110.519, ,
favor of standard measurements• Egypt; of poplar an willowy.
Hells are hoard beet when they aro
r-, rang upon a slope or le a valley, es•
po(hllly a water valley. The traveler
may ,well wonder at the distitte111ess
wvith which he can hear the monastery
holistson the Leith of Lugano,or., the
s1surel1 hells over soi11e o+Y the long
reaches of the Eb]nsa. 'ext to walleye
eines carry thle 30110(1 farthest. For.
1uttat,,1$, Many or the finest bell
to w-,. 'G in: exiatenc•e arc so sltrat"i 1. It
Is w'li lrnowu bnsv i+rair 'ills -,ntiI''l tit
ills i lolly travels over Sa lsbury Plain...>
' To t;:tiko titre's stand at the summit or
il(.rasbourg Cathedral at the ringing
of the ratuaet hell, just at the ol0se of
some, effulgent summer's tray ie to wit.
tees one (DE the flnest sights In the
Woz'id, Phe moment is one of brie!
hut' lttaffable splendor, wheal., betwe*It y
the mauntatns and the plain, trust as
thedenly sun is s;bttingstrange-, thecpnldsst•antie rtscslsod w-
in swa llrhls,
and are smitten throughwith ihd:
golden fire which, melting dow
through a. thousan�tl""tints, petsses, wall
the raetdity of ii dream, into the coil
and we Ith purples of the tt,ight. _ Irkoiu "11111014
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