The Wadsworth dispatch. [volume] (Wadsworth, Nev.) 1892-1899, 1894-04-21

or any tnln Stun like cheeSeclOth. A
crown of flowers is on her head, and q
girdle of leaves passes over one shoulder
A border of leaves may surround the
trailing gown.
North Wind is a boy with q rough
coat and thick cap. They may have q
fringe or edge of fur, dashed with white
and slightly sprinkled with diamond
dust to glisten like frost. He carries .
leafess branch from some tree.
South Wind is girl with flowing
hair, who carries q fresh green branch
Of leaves. Her dress may be Of q light
silyery gray, trimmed with leaves and
caught up with knots Of flowers. She is
crowned with leaves and feathery
grasses.
The various trees who take part are
boys and girls, either dressed in green,
with leaf coronets and trimmings, or in
everyday costumes, with the same ac-
cessories.
The cards should be about a foot
square, pure white, with green leaf bor-
ders and letters of the same:
Characters - Mother Nature, North
Wind, South Wind.
Trees = Aspen, Rowan, Beech, Oak,
Red Cedar, Dogwood, Ash, Yew. Each
tree should carry card with q letter
upon 1t. -. -.
North Wind-Ha, hal Ho, hoi
Mother Nature-What is the mstter,
North Wind? What mischief have you
been doing?
Mouth VV;DH- M, ;,,S% ~,,u,,;c<- ,-<..,d
the country with Jack Frost. What fun
we've hadl Laughs again.) Ha, ha, ha!
We tweaked the children's noses and
pinched their toes. Crept into houses and
cracked all the pitchers. Ha. hal
Mother Nature-(shakes her head)-
Oh. my child, Jack Frost is mischiev-
GUS sprite. wish you would keep away
from him. You had better be packing
up to 60 home. The South Wind will
soon be here, and she and you can never
agree.
North Wind-Poohl Who's afraid Of
her? Knock outside.
Mother Nature-Who is there?
South Wind (outside)-
I'm the South Wind, your fair daughter,
Just the South Wind come again
Come to turn your snow to rain.
the Icy streams unlock,
Pussy Willows cradle rock,
Start again the frozen sap.
Wake the flowers from their nap,
Tell the bluebirds spring is coming,
Set the early bees a-humming.
Oh, tits time work should begin,
Mother Nature. let me ini
Mother Nature "opens the door)-Why,
bless me, here is the South Wind already.
Come in, come in. I'm glad to see you,
my child. I've just been telling your
brother, North Wind, that he'd better
pack his trunk and go home.
South Wind-Yes, tits time for him to
90. Ito North Wind:
Come, sir. pack your drifts of snow.
Gladly now with you VIC part.
Take your icicles and start.
Time for freezing winds Is past.
Your cold reign Is o'er at last.
Better start at once. No growing.
Let me catch you round here prowling.
You will then be glad to go, sir,
But you'll go without your snow. sir.
North Wind-Now, my dear, what Is
your hurry? [South Wind goes toward
him, and he starts back.
Oh. I'm going. You need not worry.
For your threats do not care,
They are "trifles light as air."
To The land of snow and rime
am gGing-as it's time.
But, when autumn leaves are flying.
And the grass and flowers dying,
Then twill be your turn to fly.
Now It's mine. Away I'll HE,
Mother Nature. now goodby.
tGoes out.1
Mother Nature--What q clustering
fellow he is! He keeps the whole house
in tumult when he is here. I'm glad
he's gone. Now TOR sprlng CLEANING.