The Meeker herald., 1910-06-04
SUMMER
my A MILLER CREEK SCHOOL PUPIL,

Myl What a beautiful morning
this is, with the feeling Of love and
pleasure that 1t brings. I love to go
into the yard and watch each beauti-
full flower open its face to the sun
shine. Bless me If there isn'ta robin
among those roses, hunting for q
worm, which he will take to his
young ones. What is that splashing
the water SO? Oh! I see. 1t IL a
blue bird taking bath. Hear that
dear little wren; he has a nest In
that little box. He Is singing as II he
were proud of his neat little home.
Run, quick there Is magpie after
the little chickens. See the little
yellow ducks in the water. My, how
they love to dabble In the clear,
sparkling liquid.
Now we will go to the pasture and
see the horses and cattle. How they
love to eat the nice sweet grass.
They eat Ms though they were very
hungry. The fresh morning air and
bright sunshine makes them feel
fresh and lively. The hogs see the
farmer coming with their breakfast,
so off they go to meet him. The lit
tie calves are having a good time
running races with each other.
love to set by the little brook
which runs through the meadow, and
listen to the sweet song that 1t muir
murs.
Let us 20 fishing. Here is a nice
straight willow which will serve the
purpose of a fishing pole; now for
some hooks and line. My! what =
pretty sparkling stream 1t is. Keep
very still or the fish will see you.
see one lying under that little bush
over on the other side Of the creek.
Now 1t IL noon, and the sun Is very
hot, not a breeze is to be found any
where. The cattle and horses have
stopped eating and are all under the
shade Of the larg. tr""s, wh-r" they
are busily -ngasgd IN keeping m"
flies off with their tails. The hogs
have also sought the shad. and cool
feel that a shady nook is the best
place at nOOntide.
Now listen, and you can hear q
little cricket under that wall OF
stones, and farther down the wall sits
a large squirrel eating his dinner. /
smell the sweet odor OF the hay.
There go the hungry hay hands now.
and soon they will b. eating til ir
dinner. The work horses are v-r,
tired and they arr Whiting rati"ntl'
for their master to hiring III IN 10 y
feed. After dinner they return v" ~.
bayfield, and work unil the h"ur> :"
rest come.
It ia evening. Listen TO the -",r
of the birds. The sun tx fast disni'
pearing from sight. It's beautiful
rays are reflected on the mountain
tops. The sky is red. and far in the
distance the SUMS rays fall on
mountain covered with snow. 1t
makes the mountain look like gold.
Again the crickets have begun to
sing, and the morning glories have
closed their eyes and gone to sleep.
love to sit on the porch just at
eve and listen to the songs OF the
birds. Many time have we chased
the firefiies, but never have been
lucky enough to catch one.
At last everything has sunk to rest
save the babbling brook. which never
goes to sleep. The birds have ceased
their songs, and the little black
cricket has forgotten to chirp, be-
cause gentle sleep has fallen upon
him. The busy housewife has fin
ished her work and is putting her
little one to sleep, while the farmer,
her husband. is enjoying his paper.
Listen to the merry laughter of the
boys and girls outside. They are en-
joying q game Of hide and seek be-
fore bed time. 1t is getting very late
and they will be called in soon, for
they have to go to bed early and get
up early.
This is summer as / know 1t.