. Western field. t of womans : orm and face. rown v ith the charms of Paradis His slumbers :)rought a being fair and bright: He woke to mourn that dreams could n rt remain ncc more oerc ome. he felt that creature ! eyes. And waking s w her standing clad with light. And grieved that sleep shouk ever co me again OUT OF TUNE \V/HEN June was all a-flowcr on lea and slope,^ Youth roved the lawns oer which a subtle loomWove magic fabrics, flecked with sheen and gloonPast clumps of rose and plots of heliotrope,By deeps where insects loved to doze and winding by-paths sweet with li
. Western field. t of womans : orm and face. rown v ith the charms of Paradis His slumbers :)rought a being fair and bright: He woke to mourn that dreams could n rt remain ncc more oerc ome. he felt that creature ! eyes. And waking s w her standing clad with light. And grieved that sleep shouk ever co me again OUT OF TUNE \V/HEN June was all a-flowcr on lea and slope,^ Youth roved the lawns oer which a subtle loomWove magic fabrics, flecked with sheen and gloonPast clumps of rose and plots of heliotrope,By deeps where insects loved to doze and winding by-paths sweet with linden bloonThen laughed he in the pallid face of Doom,For ruddy Life was one with bright-eyed came and went. The touch of generous JunStirred all his being like a searching fiame;His footsteps strayed oer olden paths again;But strange the scene and self were out of tune;The memory lingered, earth was just the , something gone had left a sense of pair VERSES Clarence H. Urner ^f^* WESTERN FIELD. {See An Unique Toboggan. next page) ^ AN UNIQUE TOBOGGAN t By C. H/ftn you Iiad an invitation to juina liunting party fifteen lunidred miles away, what wouldyou do about it? We were gathered aroundthe big fireplace in FarviewInn, where the craclvling woodblaze told all too plainly ofthe arrival of the days whenwe must pack our tackle andbid goodby to Lake Koronis until anotherfishing season should call us together againon its shores. We had spent happy daysin rare sport with the bass, and our fel-lowship had been such as only those en-joy whose desires run in kindred the niorrow would see nearly all ofus en route to our homes. It was ConCormack who asked the question and wewere alive with interest at once to knowwhat he meant. Its this way, said Con. Two yearsago this fall I was out in the Pend dOreille country, east of Spokane, huntingdeer with a party of old-timers in that sec-tion, and I had more fun than I ever ex-pect to have again. They want me to c
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