. St. Nicholas [serial] . A SECTION THAT I CUT KROIU THE LIMB OF A TREE. OCTOBER, A HEADING FOR OCTOBER. BY ROBERT E. JONES, AGE 17. (CASH PRIZE.) October burns upon the lands, Our drowsy, idle days are passed ;The goldenrod, a warder, stands To make the gates of summer fast. Though for most of us the vacation days are ended,we might call this a League vacation number. Thepoems, pictures, and stories are all of outdoor life; andvery good ones they are—inspired, no doubt, by theseason and the surroundings incident to their produc-tion. Wherever we were,—at the sea-shore, in thewoods, abr
. St. Nicholas [serial] . A SECTION THAT I CUT KROIU THE LIMB OF A TREE. OCTOBER, A HEADING FOR OCTOBER. BY ROBERT E. JONES, AGE 17. (CASH PRIZE.) October burns upon the lands, Our drowsy, idle days are passed ;The goldenrod, a warder, stands To make the gates of summer fast. Though for most of us the vacation days are ended,we might call this a League vacation number. Thepoems, pictures, and stories are all of outdoor life; andvery good ones they are—inspired, no doubt, by theseason and the surroundings incident to their produc-tion. Wherever we were,—at the sea-shore, in thewoods, abroad, or on the farm,—it is quite certain thatmost of our League members had a pleasant time; andas the shorter days close in, with less of freedom andmore hard work, the days behind will grow everbrighter, until memory puts about them such a halo aswill make us wonder why we did not really prize themmore when they were slipping by.
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