Show 1111 W bvm a window of my study I 1 can see four little men playing in a pool of water and my heart cries out again for the artless days of childhood for the good old barefoot days when a boy assumes dominion d over all that he surveys barefoot days when laws and customs custom and conventions are am unknown barefoot days when every fellow has a program all his owal own simple are the toys and pleasures that our little ones demand but how dearly they would prize them could they only understands under theres a glorious abandon in whatever children do every happy moment offers something wonderful and new yet it seems we all must travel Man hoods formal vexing ways to appreciate the freedom and the fun of barefoot days ad se va |