The Washington times., 1895-04-14
Spring DGns Her Robes 10 Greet
the Festal Day.
ALL NATURE IS ONE SMILE
Poraan Blasts Give Way to Gentle Zephyrs
and Blossoms Rsvel On the sward IA
Bash and Tree Bids Marble Hymns Ct
Praise, While Choral Giant and Organ
Note Tell of the Risen Christ.

This is the day Of the festival commem-
orative Of the resurrection OF Christ and OBJ
served in the Roman Catholic, Greek, Ang-
hcan Lutheran, and other branches of the
Christian church. The name Of the festi-
val ia English is from the Anglo Saxon
Eostre, a goddess of Iightor spring.
The day, though not so in an astronom-
ical sense, for it is weeks since that the
snu entered Aries and the earth rolled
iato Libre, is by custom made the great
divide between the blasts OF winter and
the blooms of spring; when the regime OF
King Frost ends, aud the reign OF Queen
Flora begins.
1t is springs Inauguration day, and in
its honor, the trees of town and country
are douning robes of leaves; bright bios
SONS are waking from their beds Of moss;
brooks are murmuring soft applause; the
birds are joining in the chorus; and the
God Of the Delphic Fame is gliding all
creation with a golden sunny glow.
ALL WINTERS SCARS ARE GONE.
Out in the country all the scars Of winter
have been overgrown with green, jeweled
with violets, blue as a sweetheart's eyes;
spangled with dandeIions golden as her
hair, and scented with aneEnoneS as tender
aud as gentle as the youth from whose
blood Venus thought they grew.
The only winter colors that remain are
the perfume6 SHOWS OF the dogwoO and
wild haw. Peach and pear, cherry and
apple boughs are breaking out in pink and
white; the tawney tassel of the saSsafras
swings and sways, and clusters OF wild, red
hoBeysuckie are lighting the south side OF
the hills with burning buds.
Poplar, birch, and maple, myrtle elm,
and linden are beginning TO unfold, the
oak seems yieidin. to the leafinS mood,
and the graceful willows, that bow under
the caTesses OF the winds and sigh a dirSe
to every passing breeze, are making foliage
gowns OF yellow green. The ivy, pine,
and cedar have shaken off the crystals
OF the skies and taken on q sheen as though
happy the rigers of the winter are 10 more.
Bleak old gum trees, around whose trunks
the coon dogs yelped for months, are coming
around to drink the nectar OF the April
clouds and be eheered by the kisses OF the
sun Rough barked pers immOm trees
are logging up to help receive the season
The locust and magnolia are searching
their souls to bring forth spotless cTowns
of white TO deck themselves at Natures
silver peplars are freighted with cater
pillar buds.
ALONG MURMURING STREAMS.
Tulip tips, flags and ferns are peeping
upward on the margins Of the tnkltng
streams, ana the spicewood shows a vii
lingneEs TO blew. Acres of esh-plsUShed
ground are venting pungent scents, and
bronZe-faced, sturdy planters are
sowing what they would reap.
In the deep and undiztuTeed wosdl ands
feathereS choirs arc singing the praises OF
the day. The rsabird. the chewink and the
linnet are careliins their glsdnsss in theil
own peculiar way. and the snly sounds that
seem unhappy are the piteous piping Of
the raiz-crow and the woeful MARBLE O
the sad-teHgueA thrush.
Song is bursting frsm every bush. Bees
are stirring ts fitch sweet juices frsm the
bosom of the clover bloom. and the swal
low, the oracle of spring, il on the wing
In the city the parks are being gemmed
with jonGuils, BsrcisssS, CTocus, hyaCintl
and tulip bulbs. Gay throuss. clad ii
rainbow hues, promenade the ways, GLAD
chimes ring ont from heaven-peintiRg spire.
and Easter carols sound from every side