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\VINTER When gndding snow makes hill-sides white, And icicles form more and more; . \When niggard Frost stands all the night, And taps at snoring Gaffer's doors \X’hen watch-dogs bay the vagrant wtnd, And shiv'ring kine herd close in shed: \Vhen kitchens chill. and maids unkind Send rustic suitors home to bed_ Then do I say the winter cold, It seems to me. is much too bold. W’hen winking sparks run up the stalk, And faggots blaze within the grate, And. by the ingle-cheek, I talk With shadows from the realm of fate: When authors old, yet ever young, Look down upon me from die walls, And songs by spirit-lips are sung To pleasant tunes and madrtgals,4 Then do I say the winter cold Brings back to me the joys of old. When mom is bleak, and sunshine cool, And ttav’llers beards with time are grey; When frost-nip: urchins weep in school, And sleighs creek o'er the drifted way; When smoke goes quick front chimney-top, And mist flies through the open hatch; \Vhen snow-flecks to the window hop, And children's tongues cling to the latch,â€" Then do I sigh for summer wind, And wish the winter less unkind. When merry bells a-jingling go, And prancing horses beat the ground; \‘i’hen youthful hearts are all aglow, And youthful giadness rings around; When gallants praise, and maidens blush To hear their charms so loudly told, \Whilst echoing vale and echoing bush Halloo their laughter, fold on fold,i Then do I think the winter meet, For gallants free and maidens sweet. \Vhen great pines crack with mighty sound, And ice doth rift with doleful moan; When luckless wanderers are found Quite stiff in wooded valleys lone; When ragged mothers have no sheet To shield their babes from winter‘s flaw: When milk is frozen in the teat, And beggars shiver in their straw,â€" Then do I hate the winter’s cheer, And weep for springtime of the year. \Vhen ancient hosts their guests do meet, And fetch old jorums from the bin; When viols loud and dancers' feet In lofty halls make mickle din; When Jokes pass round, and nappy ale Sends pleasure mounting to the brain; When hours are filched from night so pale, And youngsters sigh and maids are fain â€"â€" Then do Ilhail the wintry breeze , \Y/hich brlngs such ripened joys as these. 30 But, when the winter chills my friend, And steals the heart-fire from his breast: 0r wnns the fuffinn wind to send One pang to rob him of his restâ€" All gi-tinlcss grows the Christmas cheer, And gloomy seems the new year’s light, For joy but lives when friends are near, And dies when they do quit the Slgl1l,fi Then. winter, do I cry, 't-hy greed ls great. try, thou art cnlcl inclectl!’ Cltnrl. * * * Port Elmsley ~ Roll Call â€" "V. Show Appreciation For Being a Canudi zen". Maple Grove â€" Roll Call â€" "1f confronted by raciul problems what wru do?" Dutton # The Women's Institute . and the town Chamber of Commerce . operating to set up a welcoming sen newcomers. A team of women from the en's Institute visit new residents pl’u them with a printed sheet telling abtt merchants and goods and services whit' offer. plus the names of municipal vi and the services offered by the n'lLllllk‘ The participating merchants present .1 .. cate which can be exchanged for a small Riehview â€" Branch has undertaken it of ethnic groups in Canada. After a meet which the German language was the subt- a talk, one member undertook to attend school to learn the language as a hobby. Naughton â€" Members participated in bate with the subject, “Schools, Old and i“ Combermere â€" A program feature meeting was a discussion on the Report - Lingualism and Bi Culturalism. Dance â€" This branch procured Scot tape for all children‘s bicycles. it 1' 'k This is a. strange thing This is a. paradox# That going a little further tests the soul, That walking the second mile refreshes life! It is the stinginess of spirit that wears us out: That anxiety lest we do more than we xi destroys us. They are blessed and healthy and happy ' Who are free to go beyond what is requll them. That surplus That overflowing of the glass That doing of the undemanded lilll That good measure shaken together and run’ "ti over, is what puts freshness and joy into exrstence; It makes life worth living. J. J, . n33 HOME AND COUNiEY