Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-10-28

T'VERY time 1 see a ded leef fail.
ing from a tree 1 feel said -,
Pa.
You must be a awful gloom mi,
time of the yeer then sed Ma IT,.
leeves is moastly taking tumbel now
They thought thay was sum bpt.,
Wen thay was flirting around In :,
the trees in thare yellow e. crins,o al
dresses but thay had to go back IN tba
erin from wich thay calm from Ma
sed. Sic transit gloria SUNDAY sed
Ma, witch meens in English after =
has been translated from the Tati,
SO pass the glories of this wurId
You sed 1t rong, sed Pa, il is 81,
transit gloria mundi, not SUNDAY saS
Pa. You got it all rite excep the dsr
or the week. Bur anyway. as wa.
saying, every time l see a leef fsn-
Ing TO the ground I think cod
thoughts. | think of mitey kings that
onst ruled all of the known wnrI5
Thay ruled & were glorious. but We,
the last day calm, Deth, the CRATE lev
eller, as sum poet called it. cain ius,
as careless like to them as it alwav,
Gums to us all, & sed Its time IN rat
up Wen / see a ded leef fall pa sd
l think of how Cleepatry's buty faded
eeven as the bhty of Lillian RnsSsl
or Bernhard must fade sum day
think of the wunderful wimmen tbar
was so proud in thare luvliness unti
thay got so thay wuddent tell thars
rite age. l think of the brave knights
that fought & then died, sed Pa
think of Richard the Line Harted 4.
1vanhoe, & all them gallant men
Thare strength faded from them eeyen
as the ded leef fades & and dies &
falls.
| like to see the leeves falling sed
Ma. 1t always maiks me think of the
butiful spring to cum, wen other
leeves, fresh & green, will cum 10
talk the place of the leeves that have
gone. 1t maiks me think of the butt
full vilets that will grow UP thru the
mold ware the ded leeves have
changed to dust, the yilets & ths
daisies & all the flowers of new &
maybe a crater yeer than anv yeer
ded & vanished.
But how can you forget so eesv,
Pa sed, the wunderful treet yure ewes
Received wen them ded leeves was
in thare first Autumn glory? No ar
list cud ever paint maple forest
IN october, Pa sed, & maik it hal.
SO butiful as Nature You see all
them butiful leeves & thay bring YOU
reel joy. Then thay die G. YOU forgit
them & let them float to erth & rot
without a thought of what thav have
been to you. How like woman, sed
Pa.
Not at all. sed Ma, wimmen ara
not neerly so fergetful as men. A
woman can remember a old romance
long after the man has forgotten it.
She can remember the sound of her
first beau's voice long after her first
beau has eeven any idee of VINO she
was. But woman doesn't live mop
Ing in the present, like you looking at
yure ded leeves & signing She looks
ahed & thinks of glorus spring, wich
Will cum after the hard winter &
bring buty crater than the dying luy-
illness of the forests.
You can talk all you want to, Sed
Pa, a CRATE sadness clutches my mart
Wen | look at them falling leeves See
them dropping now, out on the lawn,
like snowflakes. Sumthing seems to
clutch at my hart like a wise, Pa sed,
& maik me -utterably sad & for
lorn.
l bet I know why Pa feels so sad
about the falling leeves. 1t will talk
him two days hard work to rahe
them up & eileen the lawn. He said
wasent strong enuff TO do 1t.