VERY DEAR ONES
The quiet, solerau day of Friday, is over, and here you'll be in the very.middle of holiday-times. So swiftly they come, so swiftly speed away, that be sure you make the very most of this today and the tomorrows on the way, my pixies. .An English poet, who sees Easter come in with crocus and daffodil, and watches the orchard trees put on their white bridal gowns, has made a little song about it: . "The world itself keeps Easter Day, And Easter larks are singing; And Easier flow'rs are blooming gay, ...''.. ~ : And Easter buds are springing." But.we hold liege in Autumn's court on our Easter day, and in place of the crocus the flaming chrysanthemums lift heavy heads, and the dahlias shine like so many lamps all about our gardens. For. Spring has a delicate, wistful loveliness, but Autumn is laughing and gay and wind-blown as the veriest gipsy maid. . . . Let'you al^ be gipsy folk too, these erid-of-summer days. "Autumn comes so soon now to the Fairy Ring that I want to see you'all merry and brown and happy as she, to welcome her coming. ;.-...> FAIRIEL.
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Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 88, 15 April 1933, Page 5
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189VERY DEAR ONES Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 88, 15 April 1933, Page 5
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