Show 1907 by byron williams winter how calm tl e r effle 1 turnpike lies al ead it roadbed sparkling wl ite with gems and how the hedges 1 old aloft a crown all set with ing diadems where oozy brooks sing softly tl rough the down that lies beside it pure and wl ite tie lush of winter waves its jeweled wand and stills the autumn s rustling dig t the moaning wind that all night long has walled its tuned to woe has passed beyond to realms we know not of and left in peace the clinging snow the rich mosaics of the fallen leaves lie covered where they softly tell on naked limbs the russet ivy vine still quivers in the zephyr a swell the hills like monuments of staid crystal gowned tn bridal white beneath the dome of heaven church to wait the soughing of the winter night and as tt e breeze chants low the wed ding march the stare ot night glint into place behold tie moon comes up to light the way and greet the lovers face to face and the winter claims the blushing hills and clasps his waiting bride so fair approving sleigh bells ring a glad re train of welcome to the bridal pair and snut balde the fireplace glowing red we feel the thrill of nuptial bliss and poaching on tl e winter s glad do main it love Is there we steal a kiss without Is purity and h el ed delight the grandeur of the enow githiri With iri the ecstasy of clinging lips beside the warm grate s ruddy glow ah well you know tl at by some freak of fate this sparkling world enchanted lies A b t of heaven here on lowly earth with love and you in paradise D ng dong I 1 would like to be one of those storybook farmers the simple life ideal it were the kiriti 0 farming I 1 en compasses broad fields sleek horses lowing herds babbling brooks waving fields and nothing to do but look at em I 1 like the kind of farming where you go out in the morning plant your bird seed harvest your birds and drive back home in time to slip into your dinner coat before the bell rings in the evening all the lords and ladles call and to the music of the harpsichord you dance away the wee small hours and have fresh milk tor breakfast speaking of farming this Is the life for me I 1 love the aroma of sweet clover the hum of bees the tasseled waving of the corn the quack of con tented geese even the blatant song of the jassack Is music to my soul pro vided he doean doesn t get me out ot bed be fore 10 in the miming the fact is I 1 am a born farmer no body loves to wander around a farm and gaze into the face of bursting plenty more than I 1 do I 1 could sit on the bunny side of a hay cock in hay ing time for an hour at a time and be truly hai py with nothing but a jug of elder a new book and a straw be tween my teeth it Is the perfect life after all the real life the natural life the free and untrammeled life the health giving spirit elevation ele vatin close to god life and as long as I 1 can spend all the time on a farm I 1 want to and go to europe and other suburbs when fancy calls I 1 shall never no never desert my broad acre and an eighth or sigh for a city flat at 60 per because 60 Is an awful lot of money to raise every month some months no sir no city life tor me only the undefiled and edifying footstool ol 01 god arf he nearer I 1 can get to the stool ariar keep out of the dirt the bet ter I 1 like I 1 serious error A kansas newspaper tells the fol lowing on one of the oung men of the town A young man who Is very particular about his was ing recently wrote a note to his basl and one to his sweetheart and by a strange fatality he put the wrong address on each envelope and sent them off tie washerwoman woman was sent the invitation to take a ride tl a next da but when tl e you ig lady read it lou tumble up my sl bosom any more as you did last tim go some where else she girled all the evening and declared she would never speak to him again society news A grand wedding was solemnized last sunday R L powell s daughter miss may was married to R esell dun can the road was fille 1 with rigs tl ey 1 ad one end of the t ble in one 1 and it extender ex clear to tie barn coffelt tied tl e knot hudson and wife attended t e eddene and tl ey obeyed tl e s clr ture by eating and asking no bro s chapp correspondence chee tenn news |