Show Our Slet Coquette April Is aptly called the coquette of the year and her sunshine likened liken-ed to a flirts capricious I smiles her rain I quick I coming soon going to a flirts fort flawing tears She is Indeed the month of broken promises promis-es and of abrupt anj sharp fulfill monte In April doth the robin first securely se-curely ting and bluebird flash his dainty plumage through the land Now doth the anemonu put forth I i lovely stars ea oon arbutus arbu-tus tri in racy sweetness all around The violets make blue the grassy sward or perchance In spots thu yellow spears seem like sparks of sunshine drooped or again the white variety deceives one into thinking the chowflakts stIll are her Indeed the real snow seldom < comes and spears of grass stand up greenly through its whiteness and appieblosaoms show pinkly pink-ly through its pearl It i not welcome then ils beauty all unappreciated Nor Is the Frost King felt a friend tie blOW shiver the birds on trH and spray wrap themselves closer In their glossy folds The venturesome early leaves a blackened and bang a woeful sight t all around Yet do we love wett April with al IJ all her faults she Is the dearest month in the year In her stir hopes first quicken We hal herder her-der forerunner of May and nil our June delight Yea changeful April is l sweet dear April I our hope bringer and our cloud dijpelier I After blustering March her storms seem mild her sunshine valorous Our coquette Is I our steadfast sweetheart sweet-heart to Wo welcome her with gladness part from her si lOx regret Xo other month has quite the frssli ne bloom and promise fair of this ilagaanc Uinnie U Ballard i S lotS |