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Show The spring is a laggard this year. The weather weath-er got belated last autumn and kept its Indian summer racked up for two months. We though then that when the winter did Anally come, it would be working over hours, but that it was to hang around until the first of May was hardly a fair shake. That for a month past the coal man has been smiling and the ice man weeping turns all sympathy to the latter. The coal man is the one to be anathematized nowadays. He is having too much good luck. The government has decided to realize new prices for the measures out on the desert which prevents pre-vents any more measures being opened, and the winter hangs on to make the coal vendors opulent opu-lent beyond comparison. Unless there be a hurry order on the flowers, it will be necessary to send to California for them for Decoration day, and the young man that purchased a bouquet for his best girl on May day went broke. The world is surely out of joint. |
