The Mt. Sterling advocate. (Mt. Sterling, Ky.) 1890-current, 1904-02-10
LIFE IN THE CITY.
Diary Of a Lover of Nature Compelled
to Live In Town.

to Live In Town.
Monday felt the first breath
of spring to-day, says writer in
London Life. A whole truckload
of fresh vegetables passed. Going
out into the back yard l gathered
a blade of grass. 1t had come up
through the only hole in the pave
ment, Tomorrow / may find an,
other.
Tuesday saw a flock of ducks
this morning going south-tO mar
ket. They looked fat and sleek, but
| understand are 40 cents pound.
Yesterday, my favofite cat had
kittens, and l have named them
pussy willows. Another sign that
spring is here.
Wednesday-A watering cart
passed by this morning. How the
season is advancing. 1t is almost
time to plant my roof garden. How
fragrant the air grows with the
scent of bananas, fresh fish and
automobiles! saw bit of the
sky this morning as l peeped out
through the tall buildings and my
heart took fresh courage. A flu
neral procession just went by. l
see by the obituary columns that
it was of an elder of a church in
the next block. Can it be that the |
elder berries are here?
Thursday have a visitor this
morning. Standing near the
dumb waiter in the dining-room
where l could look out of the win
dow into my neighbours washing,
my attention was called to this
nimble little creature as she
frisked about looking for a ray of |
sunlight. This is the first cock.
roach ! have seen this year. An
early summer.
Friday-It is early in the morn
ing, but the afternoon papers are |
out! To-day it rained and l walked
out in IT, all by my lonesome. To
be alone in the rain in large city, |
with the steam rising from the
pavements, is, indeed, to refresh
ones soul. All the monthly mag. |
azines, heavy with "ads." fresh |
from the press, peeped out invit- |
ingly from under gaunt tarpaulins.
An ambulance hurried by. What
could 1t mean? Had nature for
gotten itself: No. ii must have
been a trolley car. Raindrops
everywhere - on the claimants
eyelashes, on the sOubrette's last
year hat, on the horses necks, on
the subway contractors. How it
makes my heart leap up! The dust
is laid.
Saturday. had a great sur.
prise this morning. ! was walk.
ing along carelessly, unheedingly,
listening absently to the hum of |
the elevated, when a strange sight
met my eyes. AS | drew nearer |
felt my heart begin to palpitate.
Nes-there it was-a pumpkin in
restaurant window. l stopped
and examined it closely, and then
! felt a sudden sense of relief. |
Summer, then, was not so early
after all. 1t was only papier
mache. Tomorrow l shall go out
for peanuts.
Sunday-How quiet the air is to-
day. hear nothing but the church
bells, an occasional automobile,
some boys calling "Extraw and
fire engine. SO still is the air that
the heat rises from the bakery un-
der the opposite pavement to a
height of 40 feet. What beautiful
spirals it assumes. | know it
would tan my feet beautifully if
| stood over it, and yet do not
dare make the attempt, This
morning saw a bunch of viOlets,
the first | have seen since the price
fell. How glowing, and fragrant,
and fresh they didn't seem. Ma
ture, my dear old pal, how beauti-
full you are on this calm, still Sab
bath morning!
Rests on His Laurels.