Some Spring Days in Iowa

by Frederick John Lazell

It is indeed a pleasure thus to open the gate while my friend leads us away from the din and rush of the city into "God's great out-of-doors." Having walked with him on "Some Winter Days," one is all the more eager to follow him in the gentler months of Spring--that mother-season, with its brooding pathos, and its seeds stirring in their sleep as if they dreamed of flowers.

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