Evening Republican, Volume 17, Number 235, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 October 1913 — The Day That Summer Died. [ARTICLE]

The Day That Summer Died.

The day that summer died I strayed With her where maples cast their shade. And aa we sauntered side by side I gently spoke and she replied In tones that echoed through the glad*, j It seemed to me that she betrayed A petulance—that she displayed A temper rather sorely tried The day that summer died. “Ah. summer's dead," I said; the mald, By uncontrolled emotion swayed. In answer to the words that I’d Addressed to her so gently, cried; “I’m quite glad of it—let'er fade!” The day that summer died.