\7hwn the Ranger's Peet Get Cold 



In the Spring the Render's foot be~in to tingle rnd. 



30 1 narra 

 For the "Wanderlust" is on him, and ho feels the 



mountain ohnrm. 

 The birds are singinj gaily, and the hills ere ~ettinc 



fjroon, 

 And he knows the trout are leaping in overy mountain 



stream. 

 The days are setting longer; the flowers ere all in 



bloom, 

 So what's tho use of rraitlnr; in some stuffy Hmrjer 



roon? 

 He gently sounds the "Boss" on the subject near his 



heart. 



Has he "Heard how lon<j before "Hrovm's sawmill 's rin3 



to start?" 





He tal'ce about the brush that he vns pjoin^ to burn 



last Pall, 

 And wonders how his fences are, and if they're dorm 



ct all; 

 And how his ccbin stood tho snow, end if it needs re- 



pcirv 

 And about the trail he'd like to "bruoh" if he were 



only there. 



He overhauls his outfit hr.lf a dozen tires e. day, 

 Till the "Boss" t.\as pity on him and sends him on 



his nry. 

 For the "Wanderlust" io on him, r.nd he feels the 



mountain charm, 

 And it's hard to hold, a Ranger when his feet jet rjrna. 



Tho sunmor passes ruiclrly tho Rrn^er 's on the 

 He dreads the thou^jht of /inter vrhcn he'll have to move 



below. 



He gets his share of pleasure;'. , as **ell as plenty work, 

 Por e Hrjagcr's jobs are rocny, arid he 's seldom Icnown 



to shirk. 

 He feels at home in cattle conps, tho tourists are his 



friends, 



"And I don't cere a rap", he 0^.78, "if thinner never 



ends". 





