Daily Arizona silver belt., 1909-09-12
THE GALL OF SEPTEMBER

 themselves. December, bringing us to the end of the year, is the gateway of winter, the DOT tals through which we enter to the realms of ice. June and July and August gone into eternity-the summer months were only an in Il tenser spring. But fall is so wholly different from anything else that we may mark its com 4 ing almost to day.
 Even the heat of the monday is unlike the heat of the summers noon. The coolness of the nights is not the same as the coolness of the winter or the early spring Thermometers are of no account in reckoning the temperature of the fall, for it does not effect the same as 1t does at the other seasons.
 It is called the fall, some say, because 1t IS the season when the sap descends or when the leaves drop from the branches. There are those who refer to 1t as melancholy season. because there is tendency to depression as onel beholds the enfolding of nature preparatory tol the winters slumber.
 But it does not make any difference why 1t is called the fall Nor is it material that it should be referred to as melancholy It IS here to be with us when the days and nights are of equal length, to fit us for the coming winter, to enable us to justify ourselves to the rlgors of the cold after undergoing the tortures of the heat. It comes that man may arrange hIs house hold for the feast fast, and prepare the fruits which have been rpened in the summer for their storage for the winter
 Fall comes that we may sit and mediate, and if the meditation brings us sadness, perhaps there is in that sadness soothing strain of sweetness May be it is the gravity that fol- lows the reveling pointing to the foles Of the festival while promising us the serenity of the sermon.
 But the truth is, the fall ought not to be the melancholy season, in the sense that 1t should prove too depressing to be pleasant. It is a glorious season. fraught with all the variety to give spice to life comforting as mothers
 love, kind as the rains after the drought it's | lights and shadows, its refreshing coolness and its comforting warmth, woven into web of
 love that suggests the goodness of the God that made the earth for mans enjoyment It comes when it is most needed, after the heat of the harvest, when the farmer is worn and weary from the garnering of the grain. It comes when one is fatigued from the long days of summer, when he is weary of the hot nights of the past. It comes with the dews of the early evening, cooling to the tanned cheeks of the earth that lie brown and prostrate after the maturing of the crops. It comes with its pie tured clouds, with it's starry nights with it's tints of foliage and its rustling music to soothe and to comfort not to annoy and depress l September comes to us with an announcement from the artist, limiting at the hues that are to follow. It breaks upon us with the most gor- ious of sunrises and the western sky is never so delightful as when the September sun sinks
 to its rest. The skies are buer, the stars more radiant; the atmosphere is as clear and limpid
 the winds as gentle this month as any other in I the year.
 1 It is the most beautiful season to be in wood
 or vale-the fall. Nature never speaks i'll more distinct language than now. Her children nev-
 CT appear to better advantage. Her lights and shadows are fuller of meaning, the winged T things and the things that creep and crawl
 or go upon their feet in the stiffness of the for
 est, seem new-combed and reburnshed. They
 talk in confidential tones to him who listens T They rejoice in living and in preparation fol the living. Blessed be the season that one caI commune with nature in language that needs
 no interpretation; blessed be the month of Sep
 tember, with it's solace and it's sotudes for hin who seeks the quiet of the grove.