Summer rest . wned up to the dun skies and stretchedtheir indolent arms in the hot moist air? Whatslow-souled lizards, huge and harmless, trailedtheir giant length through the succulent thickets ?Great solemn eyes that smiled upon no flower,heavy ears that heard no voice of bird nor anymusic softer than the swirl of the restless sea, orthe moans of the laboring land, — wild monsterspaddling through the warm dark waters, or wad-dling over the jellied earth, — the treacherousquicksands engulfed them, the pit opened hermouth and swallowed them; but their story is notuntold. The molten continent t
Summer rest . wned up to the dun skies and stretchedtheir indolent arms in the hot moist air? Whatslow-souled lizards, huge and harmless, trailedtheir giant length through the succulent thickets ?Great solemn eyes that smiled upon no flower,heavy ears that heard no voice of bird nor anymusic softer than the swirl of the restless sea, orthe moans of the laboring land, — wild monsterspaddling through the warm dark waters, or wad-dling over the jellied earth, — the treacherousquicksands engulfed them, the pit opened hermouth and swallowed them; but their story is notuntold. The molten continent took it and de-clared it to the listening ages. The listening agesheard it and graved it on the rock forever. Alittle cloud sailed across the sky, flung its largessto the ground, and went on its way most evan-escent of all the children of Nature. And theperpetual hills have no surer record to-day thanthat scurrying cloud that hurled its drops slant-wise on the mud a million years ago. 2* 0 A PROSE OT only is the time of the singing ofbirds come, but the time of the cack-ling of homely, honest barn-yard fowls,^ that have never had justice done do we extol foreign growths and neglectthe children of the soil ? Where is there a moremagnificent bird than the Rooster ? What a loftyair! What a spirited pose of the head ! Note hiselaborately scalloped comb, his stately steppings,^the hthe, quick, graceful motions of his archingneck. Mark his brilliant plumage, smooth andlustrous as satin, soft as floss silk. What necklaceof a duchess ever surpassed in beauty the circlesof feathers which he wears, — layer shootino; overlayer, up and down, hither and thither, an amberw^aterfall, swift and soundless as the light, butnever disturbing the matchless order of his array?What plume from African deserts can rival therich hues, the graceful curves, and the palm-likeerectness of his tail ? All his colors are every quick motion the tints change as in A PROSE H
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