Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1913-10-24
INDIAN SUMNER AHEAD

Now comes the annual effort to allie
viate premature grief over the passing
OF the good old Indian sum mertirle
People ought TO remember things from
year TO year. but If they did the task
Of filling editorial space would be more
strenuous than it is.
Every year. Just after the Interstate
Fair is drowned out and the first kill
Ing frost nips the tagging tomatoes.
there comes brand OF weather that
goes into the veins Hike wine. The
mornings are crisp and cool-not
chilly enough to warrant a fire in the
furnace. but amply so. to justify lying
abed few minutes longer until the
sun warns things up a bit. One takes
the sunny side OF the street going
down town after breakfast. and never
misses the overcoat left hanging in the
closet at home. BY noon il is good
and warm-not hot-everywhere tina.
is reached by the solar heating plant
In the afternoon comes the temptation
TO get out in the open. If you have a
car il begs to be taken out for long
spin in the country. If you own kit
OF golf tools. you hear it sending in
wireless appeal to be logged around
the full eighteen holes. If you and
your legs are on friendly terms you
are likely 20 find yourself headed for
the woods with cniy faint .ntimation
OF mental acGuiescerce.
Whatever the excuse for getting out
and soaking Up the sunshine. and ho"-
ever much business has been neglected
By yielding to ii. you get your moneys
worth Gods outdoors IS beautiful IN
every phase. There is tonic in the air.
You like the effect OF the grateful sun
light reflected from the stubble o. alb
sorbed by the green alfalfa. You ad-
n1ire the hand paintins ]. Frost has
been doing on the leaves Of the trees.
The purplish haze over the hills in the
distance adds just enough melancholy
to the scene TO keep you from being
too happy over nearer glor.es. II YOU
are wise or lucky you stay out until
sunset and are rewarded with a kaleid-
oscopeic effect such a. has never been
caught By old master or modern color
photo grapher. incidentally II is an ef-
feet that you would be foolish to try
to describe in words.
After YOUR afternoon in the open You
eat a voracious dinner and go early TO
bed beca use for some reason or other
you feel call in that direction. And
your parting remark TO the more owl
ishiy inclined members Of the family
is: What an ideal Indian summer day
it has been
Your well meant tribute Is wholly
misplaced. 1t vas great old day. but
it wasn't Indian summer. Well, what
was it, them Why, it was just plain
Iowa October day: that was all. Re-
member how often you have told your
friends down east that autumn is Tar
and away the finest season OF the year
in Iowa That was merely sample o.
the Iowa autumn climate. Remember
how often you have heard the poet
sing of Golden October The day
you went into ecstasies over was one
OF those golden October days. You
see 1t all now. What you should have
said was that it was an ideal autumn
day or a typical October day.
Then how about Indian sumner
II ought not to be necessary to repeat
that old story now, but II you VIII
promise TO remember it until ne2'
spring-and no longer-it will be re-
lated again for the fun OF telling It
Along toward the last OF OctoDer OF
maybe the first OF November change
comes DER the scene. o. Boreas comes
whooping along, sending the mercury
well down toward zero and putting
thin coating Of ice on all the ponds-
not. however. thick enough for Johnny
purposes. Maybe there II a consider-
able fall of snow mixed up with tne
general unpleasantness. Quite a iitsit
hard coal is burned in the furnace
That Is what the Indians used to cal
"squaw winter" II Is q foretaste o.
what is TO come. but only q foretAste
You wake up one fne morning ant
md all the meanness gone out OF TN
Air. and all the attractions OF autumn
restored az By magic. The sky - Jus
as blue as it was. and the CLOUDS q