VAGRANT VERSE
APPLES. There is a time for apples after heat When the wide mellow fields are \nd agitated birds are clamorous Above the corn rows and the tarnished wheat. There is a time for apples before frost Runs down the fields; then the flavour is rich In the musty orchard and the plush bees stitch Tte last bloom down, the yellow rose is lost. Then are the smoky autumn hills bereft Of Opal and the orchards have no tang Of russet applfß. Fields that wore chrysoprase Are agate in the beauty of these dasya. Another week, no apples will be left Spicy upon these branches where thfijr hang. —Harold VmaL
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Southland Times, Issue 19457, 22 January 1925, Page 4
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111VAGRANT VERSE Southland Times, Issue 19457, 22 January 1925, Page 4
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