Salt Lake Telegram | 1912-11-19 | Page 4 | The Ragtime Muse

THE RAGTIME MUSE I HES HE'S FEEING CHEERFUL The summer bummer flowers havo have f faded ed 2 Tho The summer birds have non flown t And Arid In A a. zot pot I S I rest me mc all alone alono 1 Tho The grass Is 15 sero as stubble stubbier The This trees are leafless leane bare Ja And full o of frost trot and trouble Is 13 ever every trim parterre No moro more we so to a L Beneath Benrath the sliver silver moon The autumn winds aro are A fierce nerce exultant tone No Iso more we sit together My 1 summer Bummer love and I r 1 For It Is weather l And dead leaves round But though the time Is la laI che n I J am not filled tilled with woe I hear the wild winds raging In AntI Ami moaning as aa the they gt go 0 But I can seo see no reas reasOn n nTo To dread tho lot of or men menThe menThe men men- The pork and arid parsnip season stIlSOn In is with us mis once again S C