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Show Indian Summer. Thero Is n IokcikI tho Algonqulns tell Of power unit splendor of tho Ureal Whlto Ono; The Qod of Light ho Is, nnd of the 8un, And In their strnngo lore hath no parallel. paral-lel. Ho, In tho Hummer, from his citadel, Comes to the gates of his dominion, And throws them open when tho day's begun, And shuts them In the evening. Dut a spell Blips tils pulsiuiiict vthen tho autumn haze Spreads Its dlm-slmmerlng sllvor on the rills; Then to tho mountain-tops hu slowly wenils And. Idly drowsing on the dreamy hills, I'iiITm his pipe, nnd im the smoku de- srends, llehold our mellow Indian Hummer days! -Lloyd Mifflin. |