Birds and All Nature, Vol. VI, No 4, November 1899

<h2><SPAN name="INDIAN_SUMMER" id="INDIAN_SUMMER"></SPAN>INDIAN SUMMER.</h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">Withal there comes a time when summers wane,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">When from the sunshine something seems withdrawn,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">And pensive shadows lengthen on the lawn;</div> <div class="verse">White bindweed wanders lonely in the lane,</div> <div class="verse">The one sweet thing that now unwithered doth remain.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">But there is beauty in autumnal bough</div> <div class="verse indent-2">No less than in dear April's dewy leaves,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">When with its store of golden-girdled sheaves</div> <div class="verse">Piled stands the wain where one time passed the plow,</div> <div class="verse">And ripened labor reaps fulfillment of its vow.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">Then, though no more the oblivious cuckoo calls</div> <div class="verse indent-2">From land to land, nor longer on the spray</div> <div class="verse indent-2">Of yellowing elm the throstle vaunts his lay,</div> <div class="verse">The ringdove's mate, as fades the leaf and falls,</div> <div class="verse">Reiterates its note of love that never palls.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">Though fluttereth still the soul-like lark aloft,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">There is a quiet in the woodland ways,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">The retrospective hush of vanished days,</div> <div class="verse">And around garden close and orchard croft</div> <div class="verse">A something in the air celestially soft.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">From hamlet roofs blue spires of smoke once more,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">As dies the day in mist along the dale,</div> <div class="verse indent-2">And widowed evening weeps behind her veil,</div> <div class="verse">From log-replenished ingle heavenward soar,</div> <div class="verse">And lamps are early lit, and early latched the door.</div> <div class="verse ar">&mdash;<i>Alfred Austin.</i></div> </div></div> </div> <hr class="chap" /> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[Pg 177]</SPAN></span></p> <table class="sp2 mc w50" title="CHIPMUNK."> <tbody> <tr> <td colspan="3"><span class="ac w100 figcenter"> <SPAN name="i_071.jpg" id="i_071.jpg"> <ANTIMG style="width:100%" src="images/i_071.jpg" width="451" height="600" alt="" /></SPAN></span> </td> </tr> <tr> <td class="xx-smaller ac w30">FROM COL. F. M. WOODRUFF.<br/> A. W. MUMFORD, PUBLISHER, CHICAGO.<br/> 286</td> <td class="x-smaller ac w40">CHIPMUNK.<br/> Life-size.</td> <td class="xx-smaller ac w30">COPYRIGHT 1899, BY<br/> NATURE STUDY PUB. CO., CHICAGO.</td> </tr> </tbody> </table> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />