Show LIGHTS AND SHADOWS I Tho First Snow in the Bills The valuta Ktlll with foliage are fair And when at noon from out the mel lowed sky Tho BUIIS rays ponotrato the murky air You past scarcely by deem that bummer has Still In thy garden flowers of beauty raro Greet you with Hmllcs as In time days of j print Ipnn I A llnsrlng loveliness Is everywhere I Summer cling and autumn then together I I i Grieving to part At night the wild wind thrills thris S I Thc foresttrees till they In chorus ihng 1 And all tho air with mournful music tills Then to tho mountains on his client I I wing I Old winter comes nnd every light wind I hlM We gaze and see the first snow on tho i I his I S The Candidates Sunday He rises at the peep of morn And CUSFCB round awhile I Ills hfficl by fearful aches Is torn JJIu blood la tilled with bile All through the quiet house he tears I With energy quito wild 1 Without tho slightest cause he swears J 1 At servant wife or child Tho breakfast which he bolts midst I growls From porridge down to toast In oCr when he sits and Fcowls At tho morning papers roast And after this to church ho goes To worship much we trust No worship In his heart ho knows JIo because ho Ie goes beeousc must Then after church ho takes 0 turnAround turn-Around the streets awhile Ills very brain now seems to burn But yet he has to smile Then home to his devoted wife He comas In rather late Oh > esr tis f delightful lifo To be a candidate A Homance of the Link 3vo got to quit tho links for aye Tis Gad but mustdo It Aliis that I oer learned tho game Till death Im suro to rye It game Since first I hit the festive ball lye quite sot on the kinks Of golf but very much I fear 1vc forged too many links Now Phlllls In h i suit of plaid Is Just perfection truly I cant think what to her I said My tongue Is I so unruly N And Lillian has such perfect grace So catching Is her laughter I fear I said tho samo to her But Just tho next day after So It Is plain as day you see rho game Ill leave forever FOI golf girls truly are to me Too tempting sweet and clever She Couldnt be Devout Tho anthem rang out strong and clear Tho surpllced stood In his place And from he arching window near Shone saintly forms of living grace It was a soulinspiring scene Dut ono heart no devotion knows Theres anger In hop poor hear een Shes not yet got her autumn clothes Haunted Saltair The slot machines no more arc seen The bar Is closed up tight The banc no longer plays I ween No dancers moot the sight Jake Groenwald with his beaming smile Spends alt his lime In town Theros naught there to the heart beguile When Saltalr Is I closed down No bathers seek the crystal brine No lovers stroll alone Of skaters thro Is not a sign The popcorn ilond Is gone No bowlers hurl the wooden sphere No maid In flimsy gown Flirts with a dude for half n year When Saltalr Is closed down And yet around the place A murmur seems to fall Llko scent U111 clinging to a vaso When flowers aro scattered ill A voiceless whisper lingers yet Tho Jollity has down A rort of echo of regret t When Saltulr Is closed down But often on a winters night When low winds sob and si hAnd h-And when the moons uncertain light Floods wave and mountain nigh Within the vast pavilion there Light ghostly forms arc seen And music honEs upon the air Tho rafters all between Ali shadowy lovers sldo by side Flit out on either wing And bathers breast tho wintry tide And ghostly footfalls ring I They are wraiths of pleasure past That dwell forever there Their sports are furious and fast At haunted old Saltalr A Case Some grave his case a Latin name Some said he died of snakes Somo said that whisky was to blame Alas poor I3r Janucs Some thought Iho case was very sad smo he WCg dent twas clear So the last asa the doctor had Was Just a case of bier Father Will Pay the Coal Bill Though S Now that tho nights aro crowing chill And each month has an R What will the loors do until Sweet summer now so far Why they will whimper bill and coo On Sunday lilRhls ai < late For all that they have got to do Is place an R In gate Is Well Fixed Tho wind a happy chap Is I Ie S lies always free you know Besides he uwavg has you ceo Something that he < nn blow The Mountain Echo UP In the canyon It dwelling finds Hidden from mortal eye Lulled bv the streamlets wooed by the wind Spirit of all things most shy It laughs and I sings And its voice over rings So light IP 11w slumber It lakes A word Is but spoken Us light sleep Js broken And Us answer lllngs ns It wakes Useless the search for Its dwelling place TIs over away away Fleet rs tho wind tho you make your chase TIs Just over yonder nlway Crying replying S Now sprightly now dying Singing the songs that you sing It I answers cor after M The Joy of your laughter Till tho silent old mountains ring Catching the notes of the brooklets song Tho pitch of the wild birds cry Tho call of the hunter wild and long 1 1 1 lllngs back Its wild reply Sweetly tis singing its wild notes for Hinging Sorullng them forth but to tile haunting the mountains S The rocks flndjlhe fountains Spirit of spirIts most shy A Comedy of Errors Oh It was horrid absolutely horrid said Ethel to her dearest friend What wits it dear Why Mr Grey tOn who Is nearly atone deaf started to propose to me with Harry I Har-ry and the gIrl In tho next room Go on said her friend evincing tho deepest Interest Well ho seems to think everyone Is an deafens he Is and hq yelled It out at the top of his volco S What did you do or say I had to shut him off somehow so I accepted ac-cepted him before ho got properly started start-ed For heavens sake Accepted him Yea1 I What did he do Why he Just looked nt me with n look I of horror coming over his face Ceo Whv what was the matter I Why he wnnnt after inn ct 1 llu only wanted to ask mo IT Id bo hiM daug I tor 1 was mother ho was ufto |