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VOb: 9. No. 38.
LINCOLN, NEB., SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 8, 189.
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Olive Schreiner's prose poem, "The Wine Press," has had few imi
tators, but Oscar Wilde has followed in her footsteps, producing a
series of sketches based on scripture, which ho has treated similar
ly. The following aro samples:
"It was night-time and He was alone.
"And He saw afar off the walls of a round city, and went toward
"And when he camo near ho heard within the city the tread of the
feet of joy and the laughter of the mouth of gladness, and tho loud
noise of many lutes. And he knocked at the gato and certain of the
gate keepers opened to Him.
"And He beheld a house that was of marblo and had fair pillars
of marble before it. The pillars are hung with garlands, and with
in and without thero wore torches of cedar. And He entered tho
"And when Ho had passed through tho hall of chalcedony and
hall of jasper, and reached the long hall of feasting, Ho saw King on
a couch of sea purple one whoso hair was crowned with red roses and
Wiioco lips wero red with wine.
"And He went behind him and touched him on tho shoulder and
said to him 'Why do you live Iiko this?
"And tho young man turned around and recognized Him, and
made answer and said, 'But I was a leper once and you healed me.
How else should I live?'
"And Ho passed out of the house and went again into the street
"And after a little while He saw one whose faco and raiment wero
painted, and whose feet were shod with pearls, and behind her came,
slowly as a hunter, a young man who wore a coat of two colors. Now
the faco of tho woman was as tho fair faco of an idol, and the eyes of
the young man wero bright with lust.
"And Ho followed swiftly and touched the hand of the young man
and said to him, 'Why do you look at this woman in such wise?'
"And tho young man turned cround and recognized Him and said,
'Hut I was blind once, and you gave mo sight. At what else shoufd
"And Ho ran forward and touched tho painted raiment of tho wo
man and said to her, 'Is there no other way in which to walk, save'
tho way of sin?' '
"And tho woman turned round and recognized Him, and laughed
and said, 'But you forgave mo my sins, and tho way is a pleasant
"And Ho passed out of the city.
"And when He had papsed out of the city He saw seated by the
roadside a young man who was weeping. -
"And He went toward him and touched tho long locks of his hair,
and said to him, 'Why aro you weeping?' -
"And the young man looked up and recognized Him. and made '
answer, 'But I was dead once and you raised me from the dead"
What else should I do but weep?
"Now when the darkness camo over tho earth. Joseph of Arinia-
thea, having lighted a torch of pinowood, passed down from tho hill
into the valley. For he had business in his own homo.
"And kneeling on the flint stones of the Valley of Desolation he
saw a young man who was naxed and weeping. His hair was tho
color of honey, .and his body was as a white flower, but ho had
wounded his body with thorns, and on his hair he had set ashes as a
"And he who had great possessions said to tho young man who
was naked and weeping. I do not wonder that your sorrow is so
great, for surely Ho was a just man
"And thoyou.igman answered, 'It is not for Him that I am weep
ing. but for myself. I too have changed water into wine, and I have
healed the leper and given sight to the blind. I havo walked upon
the waters, and from the dwellers in the tombs I have'east out dev
ils. I have fed tho hungry in the deseit where there was no food'
and I have-raised tho dead from their narrow houses, and at my bid
ding, and before a great multitude of people, a barren fig-tree with
eredawa). All things that this man has done I havo done also.
And yet they havcj not cruuifbd m3."
Rev. John Snyder in the Glohc Democrat discusses southern
literature, and modern didactic fiction, saying in part:
Tho venerable "Autocrat of the Breakfast Table" has been recent
ly discussing modern writers and their methods. He speaks in the
highest terms of the two writers who may be said to represent the,
Southern type of genius, Geo. Cable and "Craddock." It always
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