Do You Know Her?

The summer girl is coming from the mountain and the sea,

She’s coming in her glory from the meadow and the lea;

The mountains they will miss her, and the beach will miss her, too,

While all the town will brighten when she once comes into view.

The summer girl is needed everywhere she seeks to roam,

She’s needed in the country and she’s needed here at home;

The landscape would be barren and the hotel would be drear,

Were summer maidens absent from the sweet atmosphere.

The summer girl is legion where the waves caress the shore;

Out in the mountain fastness she is needed more and more.

Then when the summer’s over and the town life gets a whirl

Her summer mask is missing – she becomes the autumn girl.

And when the autumn’s over and the snow is deeply laid,

She dons her furs and pony and becomes the winter maid;

She’s sweet and full of vigor, and we find, to all our cheer,

Our queenly summer maiden is a girl for all the year.

Aug. 11, 1910