Show MEMORY OF RINGING SCYTHES SCATHES i when mowing was the m portion of the farmer and his aids alas there aro are no scythes nowadays the work Is done with horses and re apers the economical reform has haa swept our romance unmercifully la in those days dayd there were scy scythes thos and there were men who know how t swing owing them it was waa a brie sight to se sec four or five well built lads leu ick athe rather father mowing down the meadow ind and tho the timothy was nearly as tall as nedr heads dut the swing of their scythes tell fell true and their treah tread was even and they wro were gladi glad birds sung tove and whan they camo came near a ground birds nest the mother told them of it and they wont went round leaving it unharmed but a bumblebees nest that was another thing and they went round that also but at night the boys did not forget for bumblebees ble bees honey Is good and they did not know in those days that the bumblebees very essential in a clover held field I 1 remember one tall fellow witt a touch of indian blood who down the field on n trot cutting a good honest swath all the way no one could keep near him and ho he was the envy of all the boys and men at noon ho he marched like a general and at night he spoke patronizingly iviry not for it was a grand achievement such art ait was surely as good as scanning homer and the feet fee t never lost time they were hext hex meters that rhymed E P powell ia a outing magazine I 1 |