Country Shrewdness

The summer boarders every day

     Are coming from the towns;

The lawns send forth a fine array

     Of captivating gowns.

Swell turnouts whizz along the roads,

     And autos swift and gay;

The coach conveys its merry loads

     To pastures far away.

The golf links claim their fairy sprite

     Who caper o’er the green;

The seashore, when the tide is out,

     Presents a pretty scene.

The city folks are out to grass

     It makes no fellers grin;

The old man sends his money down

     And we just rake it in.

June 6, 1905