ABOUTS, AN’ | FOUND AN ARROW HEAD RIGHT BY OUR CRICK, MYSELF. J'LL BET THERE ARE INDIAN GHOSTS ALL AROUND US AT THIS 1 By ELMO SCOTT WATSON ANG! goes another of our illusions! It is in regard to that pleasant period in au- tumn, known as Indian sum. mer. And as usual, it is sci- ence which has disillusioned us. No less an authority than ad] the United States weather Ae c bureau, basing its statement upon accurate meteorological observa- tions, has this to say about that delectable season, famed for its genial sunshine and alluring haze: Indian summer is the name applied in this country to a period of mild fall weather following a spell of unseason- able cold weather known as “squaw winter,” such as occurred this fall. It is not a fixed season in the calendar. In many years it is intermittent: that is, there may be several Indian | summers in one autumn Thoreau in notes on weather conditions at Con- cord, Mass, from 1851 to 1860, records the occurrence of Indian summers on dates ranging from September 237 to | December 13. In Europe as well as In try it is popularly believed that a re this coun- dates of defi tumn, and the occurrence Are than is the case in Ameri period is associated with the names of | various saints The mild period thus, is known in | different parts of Euro as “St. Mar. tin's Summer,” “St. Luke's Summer” or | “St. Michael's Summer,” and tradition | fosters the idea that it is always mild | and warm, about the time of these various saints’ days Climatological facts, however, do not always square with this belief. Indian summer hag always been a favorite theme of artists and poets, especially the latter who, however, have usually been better verse mak- ers than meteorologists. “When was the red man's summer?" asks Lydia Huntley Sigourney, “the Felicia He- mans of America” and one of the early Nineteenth century poets. Then, with. out frying to fix the date in one of her poems, she says it came more The When the groves In fleeting colors wrote thelr own de- cay; When with heart Foreboding or depressed, man marked The rigns of coming winter, then began The Indian's joyous season. John G. C. Brainerd, a contempo- rary of Mrs. Sigourney, is more spe- cific in placing the season at the time the white When the frost . Turns into beauty all October's charms. Longfellow fixes the season about the first of November in a passage in his “Evangeline” as follows: Then followed that beautiful season, Called by the pious Acadian peasants the summer of All Saints, Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape Lay es If new-created in all the fresh. ness of childhood. Since election day comes in Novem- ber, the following quotation from Whittier's, “The Eve of Election” also places Indian summer in that month: From gold to gray Our mild sweet day Of Indian summer fades too soon; But tenderly rl —— Above the sea Hangs, white and calm, moon In its pale fire The village spire Shows like the zodiac’s spectral lance; The painted walls Whereon it falls in marble trance! the hunter's Stephen Henry Thayer puts it a lit- tle later in the month when he says that It Is In the autumn's dotage, mid No- vember, skies, meductive, the earth. When seem jo woo Other poets, however, are cerned with what It is when it is and have charming descriptions, more con- rather than given Sam it “a piece of sweetmeat” in the fol lowing verse: “Natur,” the gocd who pities gives her little gind recess; ol’ gray-headed boys feel their hearts ths fiows on as n from a spout cld school our distress children every they r out life usic’ly ter all its rest is here, the slices of the year; er jubilee ‘"twixt an’ thunder snow showers between the frost and flowers. Nor were the early American poets the only ones who paid their tribute, as witness the following by Marian Isabel Angus: INDIAN SUMMER Indian summer broods today Over the mellow autumn lands, Soft wispy veils of amethyst And amber pale stream from her hands, Vines hang heavy with purple grapes; Apple trees bend “with crimson gems, And in the woods the great oak trees Are crowned with golden diadems, Like topazes the pumpkins lie Set in a ring of brown and green, And mock the sun, while slender spears Of goldenrod make gay the scene. Nature is drowsy; her work is done, Now she awaits her winter rest; Harvest is over; the tired brown earth Will sleep with red leaves on het breast, And Minna Irving paints this gayly- colored word picture of INDIAN BLANKETS Sumae fires are burning brightly, Ruby-red the embers glow, Indian council fires rekindled From the ash of long ago; And the winds a runger passing With his feet in deerakin shod, And a chief's tall feather tosses In the dusty goldenrod. Wild grapes ripen In the thicket, Purple asters edge the stream, And the braves to earth returning By the moon's enchanted beam Hang their red and yellow blankets On the windy maple bough When the frosty night is over, For it's Indian summer now, Another famous dialect poet, Frank I. Stanton, writing of Indian summer in his native state of Georgia, declares that Injun summer suits me, soft night and stilly day, could keep on dreamin’ drpamed my life away. And 1 till I And Cornelia RR. Doherty calls it the seasan WHEN THE ACORNS DROP There's a whisper on the hilltop and A murmur In the wood, erywhere; the beech a russet cover, on elm a mottled hood, ie the walnut lifts her branches brown and bare Oh, the crows hold their the old oak's top for Indian acorns drop! On the Wh 1 meeting In summer when the the meadow like flowers, valleys are There's a bloom upon the ghost of summer But the forest and the ow through- sty hours Descend y rustling drops of au- ftumn the squirrels at his fez old oak's top And ho, for Indian summer when the acorns drop Oh, sting in the When the chestnut and the hazelnut put on a richer brown, ckbirds all are gathered K. «in-the-marshes buttons up yellow gowns, Then it's time to heap the fodder In a shock autumn’'s on her waning: gather in the crop! And ho, for Indian summer when the scoras drop! Oh, better But not all the beautiful tributes to Indian summer have been in verse. Oliver Wendell Holmes, writer of de- lightful prose as well as poetry, in his essay on the seasons, says: In October, or after the “equinoctial the Indian summer. It early in November, storms” comes is the time to that should be & rweel season given ole churchyards, plucking on the way th: aromatic silvery herb everiasting, and snielling at its dry flower until it ethirizes the soul into aimless reverics outside of space and time. There is no need of trying words, there are many states that have no articulate vocabulary, and are only to be reproduced by music, and tha mood this season produces is of that nature, In “The Guardian Angel” he contin. ues on that theme thus: To those who know the Indian sum- mer of our northern states It is need. less to describe the influence it exerts on the senses and the soul. The still. ness of the landscape in that beautiful time i» as if the planet were sleeping, like a top, before it begins to rock with the storms of autumn. All na- tures seem to find themselves more truly in Its light; love grows more tender, religion more spiritual, mem ory sees farther back into the past, grief revisits its mossy marbles, the poet harvests the ripe thoughts which he will tie in sheaves of verses by his winter fireside. And in “Elsie Venner" he refers again to this season hy declaring that “The real forest is hardly still except in Indian summer; then there is death in the house, and they are waiting for the sharp shrunken months to come with white raiment for the summer's burial.” ssimasinsssmm— The Good Press Agent “Bernard Shaw is his own press agent,” a publisher gald, “and a bet. ter press agent never lived. Shaw counts that day lost which doesn't see him In the news columns on some "excuse or other, “The man is more resourceful than Willie Williams, who was the best press agent the West ever had, A great French actress came to Chieago once, and Willie Willlams was put upon her trail. But she sternly sald to him: “'No publicity, 1 Insist on being left alone, Remember, gir, no pub licity.' “Willie Williams laughed for joy. *“ ‘Gee,’ he said, ‘what a story 1 can make out o' that!” s First Oranges in Russia The first oranges eaten in Russia were served on Potlomkin's table when he entertained Catherine the Great In 1701, Evil in Imagination Sorrow Itself is not so hard to bear ns the thoughts of sorrow coming. Airy ghosts that work no harm do ter rify us more than men In steel with bloody purpose.~Thomas Bailey, Cleaning Eyeglasses A Washington optometrist suggests that one should grasp the glasses and not the nosepiece when clenning eye ginsses. In this way the screws in the noseplece are not loosened, R, CENTRE HALL, PA. WHY WE BEHAVE | LIKE HUMAN BEINGS L, By GEORGE DORSEY, Ph. D., LL. D, ! 13 Why Walking Is More Restful Thar Standing N WALKING, each leg rests the time, We tire standing he cause neither leg gets rested. The shoulder muscles which hold the head erect also ache from the straln In standing. As we nap in a chair the head nods. Flat feet are not due to a giving way of ligaments: ligaments limit Joint movement. Faet become “flat” when the muscles of the arch fall to half support it ; the arch breaks down. The result is a mid-tarsal joint. This Is most likely to happen in long, narrow Short feet and high Insteps go with To raise our body on our toes, we lift our heel. The toes are the fulcrum, the power is the calf muscles; the welght falls on the foot at the ankle joint but nearest the power at the hecl, Hence the greater need for large calf muscles. But small calves go with long heel hones As the foot Is a lever of the second order, the long heel brings the weight nearer the fulecruom—that is, the toes Hence “fat-foots” do not step thelr toes: the fallen arch destroys the lever of the foot. We nod our head between skull and vertebrae, or atlas: rotate, be. The maln business of the face is to The in- and neck seem small be. brain is so large. Thelr real growth begins with the eruption of the teeth the the fulcrum steady develop with the teeth. Tre neck grows larger. disappears ; strong jaw 8, on bones of face ano The tiny mastoid processes below as thumbs, required tor muscle port, The first, or milk, teeth should Ix in place by the end of the yenr. Meanwhile the sup disappear. begins with seventh year: and ninth; eleventh: canine the The permanent the first incisors In molars in the the eighth thirteenth to fourteenth: molars, or wisdom teeth, teenth to fortieth year. Startling consequence mark the years of adoles cence for both ROX eR, As these they proceed under acting as they will be impulses from the internal gonads secretion, is to maintain its equilibriom: duce enough energy snd heat to keep up repairs and carry Old age or senile changes precede death. These appear toward end of a span of life which This san the for some fishes and [reptiles for some birds and 120 years Longevity Is not, as Weismann claimed, related to size of body. Some mammals live less than two years, some locusts seventeen. A dog is old at 20. I have seen a parrot 117 years No ele. phant known has exceeded 130 years. Nor does death “naturally™ follow the reproductive stage: innumerable ani. mals long survive their sex life. ,But every animal must reach sex ma. turity or its kind dies with it Old age is decrepitude; the body 1s worn out. The mechanism the infant acquired to walk with breaks down, The spine is not so supple, the cartilage disks between vertebrae shrink. This decreases stature—as much as three Inches after fifty. The spine both collapses and “stoops with age.” The knees are bent, the hip Joints stiff. The muscles shrink. The body loses Its natural fat. Folds of skin appear on neck and face. The toothless jaws atrophy and the mouth loses its shape. Cheeks and temples cave in, The brain loses weight—in the last 40 years of life as much as three ounces, The heart is enlarged. from over-action to keep the blood coursing through thick, hard arteries. The pulse mounts again. It was 134 at birth, 110 at the end of the first year, 72 at twenty-one. After eighty, It |s 80. The lungs lose their elasticity, the walls become thicker. Many women after fifty show a thicker neck, hair on the face, deeper. toned voice, more prominent cheek. bones, ridges over the eyes. Their “feminine” tralis are less feminine, It is as though the inactivity of the gonads permitted a return to a nen. tral condition, halfway between male and female. Old age, senility, decrepitude: the body is worn out, it can no longer function. ' Death. “@ by George A, Dorsey.) Children will fret, often for no apparent reason. But there's al- ways one sure way to comfort a restless, fretful child. Castorial Harmless as the recipe on the wrapper; mild and bland as it tastes. 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