. Book of the Royal blue . Winter in West Virginia By ESTHER JACKSON WIRGMAN Winters blanket of white is drawn softly over, That the weary earth may sleep —Though a rabbit peeps slyly from under the cover, And the squirrels vigil keep. The cock pheasant, drumming, goes humming and thrumming, Near a covey of brown quail,And daintily roaming along in the gloaming The fallow deer follows the trail. With this lovely wilderness silently calling, The smoke of a railroad replies;And with the sharp ring of a horses hoofs falling, Shows both man and beast in its ties. When nights purple mantle is sprea
. Book of the Royal blue . Winter in West Virginia By ESTHER JACKSON WIRGMAN Winters blanket of white is drawn softly over, That the weary earth may sleep —Though a rabbit peeps slyly from under the cover, And the squirrels vigil keep. The cock pheasant, drumming, goes humming and thrumming, Near a covey of brown quail,And daintily roaming along in the gloaming The fallow deer follows the trail. With this lovely wilderness silently calling, The smoke of a railroad replies;And with the sharp ring of a horses hoofs falling, Shows both man and beast in its ties. When nights purple mantle is spread swiftly round us. Its luminous Hning of stars,Our hearthstone with warmth and with joy now surrounds us. While gentle peace puts up the bars. Popularity By T. N. MIRANDA HeUo, Pop is a cry I hear, When I go home to warmth and cheer. In from the days turmoil and care, To rest and read in my easy , Pop. How manys you got? And I reply, How many what?Why Papa, dear, aint you on the job? How many pictures of big
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