The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1910-10-30
AUTUMN DAYS" BRING CHEER AND HOPE TO OPTIMISTS

yelous colors Of the tuning leaf and
marvel at the chemistry which has paint
ed them. He will feel his heart give an
extra throb, maybe, when q rabbit jumps
from It's burrow and goes swiftly across
the held; or game bird whirs from the
ground at his feet and seeks a new hid
iLg place. lie need not be hunter and
slayer 10 appreciate these experiences.
indeed, perhaps he enjoys them the more
because he demands no life In return for
J The spirit OF the autumn is ia him. and
he wishes all the creatures OF the woods
and fields good fortune in their strug-
gle against the winter-Anonymou
HARRY P. NORMAN.
Let the red leaves fall; let the grown
fawn leap.
Let Queen Autumn in, Ike a huntress
feet
Let the pheasant plume her glossy wing
Meath the happy sun; let sweet joy sing.
Gather the corn in the big clean barns;
Pluck apples and grapes from well-tilled
farms
Comb The wool, cut the fax, SOW the
wheat;
Keep the blood rosy and soul life sweet.
There's singing and kissing where small
brooks Irvine,
And the golden rod treasures the glad
sunshine.
There's a SOUND Of bells in the faint
Tipped waves
And The green ferns dance in the Weedy
caves.
The birds sing love in the tasseled pine.
The blo0d-red leaves still cling 10 the
.!re
There's song Of hope in the seabird's
breast.
The air fun of vigor from the mountain
crest
There's rosy auroras Ike dreams Of de-
The stars shire bright in the curtain Of
night.
There's sunshine. and singing, and hum
ming Of Lees;
Sweet meat in the chestnuts that fall
from the trees.
There's sohlets Of ozone in Gods pure air.
Swing 10 the scythe, give strong mus
eles wear
Blow up lies logs 10 a brighter blaze
FIJI souls with the FIRE Of autumn DAYS
ALLIE SHARPE BALCH-
With what a glory comes and goes the
year.
The buds Of spring those beautiful har-
bingers
Or sunny skies and cIoUdless times. enjoy
Lies newness. and earths garniture
spread out;
And when the silver habit OF the clouds
Comes down upon the autumn sun, and
with
A sober gladness the old year takes up
His bright inh. ritance OF golden fruits
pomp and pageant I'LL the splendid
scene.
There is a beautiful spirit breathing now
us mellow richness on the clustered trees,
And, from 4 beaker ful. Of richest DIVES.
Pouring new glory on the autumn woods.
And dipping in warm light the pillared
clouds.
Morn on the mountain. like a summer
bird
Lifts up her purple wing. ard in the wales
The gentle wind A sweet and passionate
WOoeT.
Kisses the blushing leaf. and stirs U life
Within the solemn woods OF ash deep
crimsoned,
And silver beech. and maple, yellow
ieaved.
Where autumn, like a faint old man. sits
down
- tie wayside a-veary. Through the
trees
The golden robin moves. The purple
nUch,
That on wild cherry and red cedar feeds.
\ winter bird, comes with It's rlaintiye
whistle.
And pscks by the witch-hazeL whilst
aloud
From cottage roofs the wsrbling blue
bird SIMS.
And merrily with oft-repeated stroke.
Sounds from the thrashing-foor the busy
fail
On. what a slory doth this world put or
For him who. with a feryent heart goes
forth
Under the bright and glorious sky. and
looks
On duties We'll performed. and days well
spent
For him the Wind, ave. and the yellow
leaves
Shall have g voice. and give him elo-
quent teachings
He shall so hear the solemn hymn. that
Death
He lifted up for all. that he shall 90
To his long resting place without tear.
-LonEteIiow.
Mrs. T. h. OBRIEN.
III tell you how the leaves came down,
The great tree 10 his children said.
I You're getting sleepy Yellow and
Brown.
Yes. very sleepy, little Red,
Il Is quite tine 10 go 20 bed.
All beggei each silly. poutng leaf
Let Us a little longe- stay;
Dear father Tree behold our erief,
'Tis such a very pleasant day.
We do not want 10 g away"
So. for Just one more merry day
To the great Tree the leaflets chung,
Frollicked and danced. and had their
way
Upon the autumn breezes swung,
Whispering all their sports among.
Perhaps the great Tree will forget
And LEI Us stay until the spring,
II We all beg, and coax and fret"
But the great Tree did no such thing.
He smiled TO hear their whispering
Come. children. all 10 bed he cried.
And ere the leaves could urge their
prayer,
He shook mis- head, and far and wide.
FlutteTing and Tustling everywhere,
Down sped the leaflets through the air.
I saw them: on the ground they lay,
Golden and red. a huddled swarm,
Waiting ill one from far away
White bedclothes heapsd upon her arm
Should come 10 wrap them safe and
warm.
The great bare Tree looked down and