If Tam O'Shanter'd had a wheel, and other poems and sketches . apes deep clusters now. The scarlet vine to the oak and pine Has fled with glowing look:She has veiled the path of the lightnings wrath And raced with the noisy brook. As the seasons march neath the skys blue archWe may sing their praise and cheer. But the Autumn time is the golden prime —Yes, the crowning of the year. 182 EPHRUMS MATRIMONIAL SURPRISES. They were sitting too far back from the lake shoreto see much of the cycling contest, but they did not seemto mind that very much, Beyond the crowd of brightly-garmented people that
If Tam O'Shanter'd had a wheel, and other poems and sketches . apes deep clusters now. The scarlet vine to the oak and pine Has fled with glowing look:She has veiled the path of the lightnings wrath And raced with the noisy brook. As the seasons march neath the skys blue archWe may sing their praise and cheer. But the Autumn time is the golden prime —Yes, the crowning of the year. 182 EPHRUMS MATRIMONIAL SURPRISES. They were sitting too far back from the lake shoreto see much of the cycling contest, but they did not seemto mind that very much, Beyond the crowd of brightly-garmented people that stretched like a low and jeweledwall in front of them they could catch sight of the lagoonhemmed with its band of vivid emerald sward; and fromthere look far off to wherethe bending heaventouched the waters andthe strong east windsnatched snowy cloudsfrom the sapphire skyand tore them into whitecaps for the waves. Occasionally theold couple would lifttheir dark faces towardthe statue of a manon horseback, outlinedagainst the sky andstanding silent and im-. 184 IF TAM OSHANTER D HAD A WHEEL. movable between them and their world, but if the sighthad any significance to them they gave no sign. Thecold breeze fluttered the shawl on the womans ampleshoulders, and she drew it closer as she said: Dar want no sich cold fall days wen we usterwalk togedder befo wah times, war dar, Ephrum? She looked a little curiously into the withered blackface of the man beside her and continued: Seems like I couldnt hardly bleeve dat dis is alius member yo like yo was wen I saw yo \ how yo uster rastle; dey couldnt none of emfro yo! An how yo could stomp the hoedown! Iaint neber fogot dat! How long yo ben lookin fohme, Ephrum? She smoothed the faded ribbon at her throat andsmiled at him with the pathetic coquetry of age. Theold man coughed apologetically and said with commend-able hesitation: W—wall, yo see, I caint jes tell how long Imought a ben lookin foh yo, honey, ef Tanzy Annhed
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