XII. 



THE CAMPAIGN IN SEPTEMBER. 



THERE are few months in the year more 

 attractive than September. It reminds you of 

 that alliterative description of the matured lady, 

 " fair, fat, and forty ; " and he is but a shallow- 

 brained man who has not found this class one 

 of the most attractive in society. There is a 

 beauty of autumn as well as of spring, of age, 

 as of youth. I have great hopes of that boy 

 who is enamored by a lady " old enough to be 

 his mother." He has an aspiring soul that 

 dimly recognizes something far beyond itself 

 and will never sink satisfied into mediocrity. 

 When such a woman grows old gracefully, 

 sweetened and ripened in character by the ac- 



