'Fair and Warmer" 



that is in reality own cousin to the 

 solid grain. With which animadver- 

 sion let us remark that the man doesn't 

 live or if he does he isn't fit to live 

 who is wholly insensible to the ele- 

 vating influence of the first warm days 

 of spring the days on which, accord- 

 ing to Thoreau, "all men's sins are 

 forgiven." Peach blossoms will soon 

 be strewing their pinkness 'round about 

 the cabin doors of Dixieland, and this 

 side the Ohio the plums and thorns 

 prepare to fling their fragrance far and 

 wide. 



The first real signal for a thousand 

 forms of both animal and vegetable 

 life is the earliest muffled thunder-clap. 

 Frogs leap and croak for joy, and 

 violets wake. "Hello! Hello! Hello!" 

 is heard from every hill and dale. 

 "Here we all are again!" comes from 

 the singing brooks and swelling buds. 

 High on the topmost branch a mocking 

 bird can scarcely find ecstatic notes 

 enough to run the gamut of the love 

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