Show I A Winter Evening I IBy By Caroline roline Russell Bispham At night outside my InY window is a rush and whir of wings As ss it iC the trees and hedges and all insensate thin things things' S Were Vere Vere struggling in their slum slumber er to reach the time HUH that brings linzs The a and d the wonder and the gladness oC tf new now springs The rhe mystic sounds of time night the Ule creak of homeward carts caits IThe i iThe The Thc whistling of or a drover the beat bat of hidden hearts heart The cry birth of ot a babe who on lifes life's journey starts starts- The rhe sobs ob 3 of or lonely mourners as some loved lo soul departs The warmth and glow low of time night with doors and windows win v dows tight In Ill dressing gown and anil slippers slip cr the tho old ol dog ilog well in sight Th The favorite hook book the fireside K h comfort and de delight de- de c- c light liht Indeed what whit is more p peaceful hin a n shut in winter night 1 t And yet et outside m my window seems to come a whir hir of Will wings As Aft if to stir my being with desire for oilIer other thin things things- yearning I all ng for the promise promise- that thaL pul pulsing ing morrow brings S The enchantment and amid the rapture the fulfillment of new newIn springs I t In In Now York Times Tithes |