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DEE Journal 



CHICAGO, ILL, FEBRUARY 7, 1901, 



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WEEKLY 



February. 



The low-slanting Sun, which for man}- a day 

 Has played childish bo-peep with work, 



Is slowly but surely retracing his way, 

 Which means he will no longer shirk. 



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In prodigal mood he deserted the North — 

 With harvests a plenty in store — 



To riot with beauties of tropical birth. 

 And sensuous gardens explore. 



Repenting, he turns toward the land where the bloom 



Is waiting his slow, silent tread. 

 Thrice welcome the wanderer back, and make room 



For music and joy we thought dead I 



The bees and the birds have been silent and glum 

 Since cheery Old Sol traveled South ; 



The flowers lie asleep till this rover shall come 

 And kiss them right square in the mouth. 



— Bv EUGENE SECOR. 



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