Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 134, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 5 June 1913 — Her Pathway. [ARTICLE]

Her Pathway.

So sweet a path it is that I And all the flowers love it: The gracious goldenrod sways nigh, The asters bend above it In ruby or in golden cup Its name the lichen pledges, And crimson-berried vines creep up. Bejeweling Its edges. The bees and crickets sing its songs, ''The shadows kiss It lightly, While butterflies in golden throngs Flit up and down it brightly. And little pines with jealous frown Try here and there to hide It, Lest falling stars should hasten down To woo it If they spied it And I, too, fain would keep its way Safe hidden 'mid the grasses— Sweet path, dear path, down which day, My little true love passes. —Cornelia Kane Rathbone, In the Century Magazine.