Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1880-01-29
A SONG OF THE MONTHS.
BIZ NADGK ELLIOTT.

ID ho for January,
Wrapped In cloak OF ermine white,
Denaea with iciclcs all cleaning,
Orwt tai clear and diamond bright
On his cap a sun is biazoned,
Plumes droop over either ear,
Young and handsome, sings he gayiy
"Happy be the coming year"
HI! no! for February,
Reading many loving line
Writ by bashful maid and lover,
Prompted by st. Valentine;
Speeding skates and ringing sleigh bells,
Laughing, sliding, full of fun.
HI no for February,
Gray old winters youngest son.
Hi! no for March, the lion,
Growing IA he marches in.
All the leafiess trees attending,
Frightened ut his dreadful din;
But before he goes, relentng,
To the snow-drop, dainty thing
Lion turning very lamblikel,
whispering, Darling, it is spring
HI hol for changeful April,
Half the time In rainbow tears,
Smiling softly when the murmur
OF the woodland brook she hears:
Welcoming the sweet-yoiccd bluebird
faithful friend of hers Is he),
Dropping volcts and daisies,
Az she dances DER the lea.
HI no for May---thc dearest
Girl she meets she makes a queen,
Fills the orchard trees with blossoms,
Hides the ground meath carpet green,
Calls the lambs 10 sunny meadows,
Greots the squirrels, brown and gray,
Gives the butterflies their freedom;
III no ! for winsome May,
III no for June, the fragrant,
Month that brings the peerless rosc,
And the bee n look for honey,
And che strawberry that CLOVIS
Bed n ruby mid its green leaves
Month when "all the earth's in tune"
And, ike babies eyes, the skies are
Free from shadoSs--lOyely Junel
HI no for July, swinging
In the hammock 'mong the trees;
Idly swinging-scarcely breathing,
'rill from ocean comes the breeze.
Then her garments lightly nying
Round her, hastning 10 the fow'rs,
Saying, Courage, dropping dear ones
Hi no ! for summer showers
HI hoi for brown-faccd August,
Riponing oil the grass and corn;
Four o'clocks near eve unfolding
Giorie- at the birth Of morn;
Hiding mid the ferns and wild-yines,
Scatt'ring hosts of hre-fes
Through the night, to glow like tiny
Stars just fallen from the skies.
iii hol for dear September,
Bearing golden grain In sheayes
On her shoulder; a she passes,
Touching all the rustlinp leaves;
In one hand rustic basket,
He1pod with pears and apples red,
Whilo a crown Of white and purple
Grapes adorns her stately head.
Hi ho for brave October.
Gay In tints Of red and gold;
Hunter he with horn and rife,
And his pouch can scarcely hold
All its wealth Of big brown che-tnuts--
And unon his breast ARE crossed
wroaths of autumn leaves all glistening
With the sparkling early frost.
HI! hol for strong November,
pibng coal upon the FIRE;
Roaring to the brilliant flanc-clyos
"Loap my children, higher higherW
Sending down the feath'ry snow-nakos
From the cold aud somber skies;
Roasting geese, and ducks, and turkeys,
Baking yellow pumpkin pies.
Three cheers for old December!
Month of Christmas trees and toys,
Hanging up a million stockings,
For million girls and boys.
Jolly, laughing, kind old fellow,
Loved 10y all the world because
Sleigh he sends and team OF reindeer
For the grey-beard, Santa Claus.
Santa CLAUS and old December,
Hip! hurrah cheer heartily
And for merry, merry Christmas!
Thrive more cheers, and three times three,
--Ehrich's Qud~te'