Show AUTUMN THERE Is one thing in which america hay hag it all over europe that Is our autumn season or as we usually call it the rill fall of 0 the year it must be admitted that we dont have nery much of 0 a spring season b in most parts of 0 this country we go from winter smack into summer we dont understand what the english poets are talking about when they ting sing of spring but over there they go from rom summer right into winter almost there Is none done of that long draw draun n out season after harvest when the lemes leases are turning and falling and lit in alie e north at least there Is a touch of frost in the early morning and tile sweet smell of fallen leases and nature takes on oil a coat of gorgeous color before shifting to the somber gray of winter fall Is the season of play tor for the farmer when the crops have been harvested and the fall plowing done there Is a period before winter sets in when hunting Is at its best uben it Is a pleasure to be out of doors with m ith nothing of immediate importance to attend to it Is abe season of relaxation after tho the heat beat and strain of the summer when folk can take time to sum up the result of the icare and begin their plans for the lie next thanksgiving day lit in mot parts of 0 tills this country marks the end of 0 fall and the real beginning of 0 winter then me e begin to look forward to christmas and thence to next spring we hear travellers trav ellers tell of 0 countries dullere the seasons never cha change ige from one gears ears end to the other it seem to us that half ot of the pleasure of life comes froni from the changing sen bensons sons and from looking forgaard to tile the next change |