. Book of the Royal blue . MOVNT VERNON. broad and beautifully shaded, with twohundred miles of asphalt pavements, offerunrivaled facilities for marching. Spacious and well-kept hotels providean accommo-dation for a vast army. There are a thou-sand objects of interest here, aside fromwar memorials, which would make a visitto the capital something to be rememberedwith the keenest pleasure. The hotels and boarding houses, withwhich Washington is better supplied thanany other city in the country, have agreednot to advance prices beyond the regularrates, so that no fear need be entertainedof any e
. Book of the Royal blue . MOVNT VERNON. broad and beautifully shaded, with twohundred miles of asphalt pavements, offerunrivaled facilities for marching. Spacious and well-kept hotels providean accommo-dation for a vast army. There are a thou-sand objects of interest here, aside fromwar memorials, which would make a visitto the capital something to be rememberedwith the keenest pleasure. The hotels and boarding houses, withwhich Washington is better supplied thanany other city in the country, have agreednot to advance prices beyond the regularrates, so that no fear need be entertainedof any extortion or imposition upon ourvisitors on the part of the hotels, , boarding houses, or anyone else. The citizens offer a hearty welcome totheir splendid city, and it can be safely pre-dicted that if the Encampment is held hereamidst such impressive surroundings it willbe the most notable reunion of veterans ofany war ever held in any city of the WASHINGTON MONUMENT. AN APRIL LOVE. SIR ALFRED AUSTIN. N AY, be not June, nor yet December, dear,But April always, as I find thee now:A constant freshness unto me be thou,And not the ripeness that must soon be should I be Times dupe, and wish more nearThe sobering harvest of thy vernal road?I am content, so still across my broadReturning smile chase transitory scatter thy April heart in sunny showers;I crave not summer drouth nor winter sleet:As spring be fickle, so thou be as sweet;With half kept promise tantalize the hours,And yet Loves frolic hands and woodland feetFill high the lap of Life with wilding flowers. JUST ABOUT SPRING. BY W. D. NESBIT. ING hey, the Johnny-jump-ups are preparing for their jump; The climbing morning glories find a pathway round the stump;The gleaming dandelions scatter yellow polka dotsAcross the face of nature, and the poet links his thoughtsWith dreaming zephyr whispers and a yard or so of rhyme,And the meek and lowly onion comes a do
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