266 Twelve Months With 



Percy Mackaye says March 



"* * * bows before the beauty of the year, 

 And spurns presumptuous Winter with his heel." 



Indeed the chief charm of bluff March is that 

 he comes to announce the beauties of the awaken- 

 ing year, which we are so eager to glimpse behind 

 him that we sometimes grow impatient and wish 

 he would cease his blustering ceremony and move 

 on. We are interested in what is, largely because 

 of our eagerness for what is to be. No other days 

 in the round year so touch the imagination and fill 

 the soul with longing. 



The season is one of suggestion. March is dotted 

 with delightful intimations of the joyous days of 

 which April brings definite promise. A new cycle 

 of life is about to begin, and we feel the first stir- 

 ring of the primal impulses felt by all of Nature's 

 children. 



"For now the Heavenly Power 

 Makes all things new, 

 And thaws the cold and fills 

 The flower with dew." 



It is the time when new life begins to flow in our 

 veins and through the arteries of the trees, and we 

 feel that life is good! 



Bryant welcomes March as the first spring 

 month: 



