. California agriculturist and live stock journal. Agriculture -- California; Livestock -- California; Animal industry -- California. California Agriculturist and Live Stock Journal. Dandelion in January. J make a mistako, my darling? Dirt you bear the joy-bells riug, Det'p iu the tanKle of Rraesfs, Till yoii tUouj/ht it was surely Spring? , And forth, in your winbome beauty. You st<;iiiif(l with a modest ail*, Mntchiufi the golden weather With the grace of your golden hair. It iR not in the least 6urpriBing That a sUy 60 tender ag this ShuuM wakeu the dreaming flowers As if with an Ap
. California agriculturist and live stock journal. Agriculture -- California; Livestock -- California; Animal industry -- California. California Agriculturist and Live Stock Journal. Dandelion in January. J make a mistako, my darling? Dirt you bear the joy-bells riug, Det'p iu the tanKle of Rraesfs, Till yoii tUouj/ht it was surely Spring? , And forth, in your winbome beauty. You st<;iiiif(l with a modest ail*, Mntchiufi the golden weather With the grace of your golden hair. It iR not in the least 6urpriBing That a sUy 60 tender ag this ShuuM wakeu the dreaming flowers As if with an April kiss. Indeed, the marvel is only That all the beautiful train Violet, fiuow-drop and lily. Do not troop hither again. If we, with our grown-up learning. Wero not BO dreadfully wine, We should oi-rtrtinly think that Summer ^Vas standing' before our eyi^s; For hurc are her glorious colors, And here in her fervjd sun. Tray, how could you tell, little flower, Her reign was over aud dune ? But what will you do when a morning ShaU come to your dwelling-place. And si:"wl with a dnrk displeasure, Into your laughing face? "Where will you hide in the morning That shatters your house so fair, And weaves a glitter of hoar-frost Ovei' your faded hair? Not with the touch of April. Not with the breath of May, Cometh the chill old Winter, Her weight on your heart to lay. My poor little dandelion. When you heard the joy-bells ring, Why did you not wait and, listen, Aud be sure that it was Spring ? Up from the tiny flower Came a voice as fine as a thread: I tell you. in ench an hour, I couldn't lie still in bed; And to see this Indian Summer, And its light as clear as May, Is worth whatever mny happen On yoiu" dread wintry day. Courage to Do Right. We may have conrnge, all of us. To start at honor's call. To meet a foe. protect a friend. Or face a cannon ball; To show the world one hero livesâ The foremost in the-fight- But do we always manifest The courage to do right? To an
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