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Show I 1 Walt Mason 4- a . HUMAN NATURE The ClimatS here Is lusdoUS very, and even winter days an- warm, but my old heart is so contrary t sometimes long to see a storm. V here 1 abide the I weather wizard provides the smoothest 1 goods he owns; and yet I long to hear a blizzard whoop past the house, with , maudlin tones. The tourists come, a cheerful legion, and visit me a while and f.iv. "This Is tl, e nnei, grandest rig ion here every day's a perfect day" The . dnm mound, the loyou Irlskers. er.ft.'i tie over things they see: and 1 remark. "'ou bet jour whiskers, tills country's i good enough for inc." But when the I tourists leave my shanty, in genial pairs I 'or blocks of five, 1 say to .lane, my j lousier auntie. "1 wish a cyclone would nive' Oh, for a good old Kansas twls- I ter. destroying barns, uprooting trees! I On, for a hoi wind that would blister. I oh. for a cold wind that, would freeze!" I And were 1 back where winds are blowing, land winter's white with snow and rime some gTevlous fits 1 WOUld be throwing. denouncing such a beastly clime There Is no bliss for any mortal until he quits this 'vale of woe. anil enters, through the Shining portal, the land where all the righteous go. And that bright land perhaps he'll scan it, ami mutter to his saintly guide, "This pluce looks .heap beside the planet where I grew up and' loved and died."' |