IT WAS too beautiful a day for a funeral. The mid-afternoon sun shone down unpityingly on the open grave. Cottony white clouds moved slowly across the blue April sky, and the breeze that rustled the pages of the minister's book was warm and gentle...

MATTY watched the heavy snow fall. He opened the window and put his head out. He closed his eyes and breathed deeply. He felt the cool snowflakes land softly on his cheeks. "I'm going out."...

I see the street light musing in the rain And the first spring showers lacquering the night. I should like to take my mind Out into the warm rain To become shining and fresh- To burst and grow like the buds of the maple tree...

THE coach was dirty and hot. It was dirty because the railroads have to use what they can get, and it was hot because the M. P.'s wanted the windows closed and locked. Draftees have been known to go out the windows, you know...

I rise from my seat And start pardoning my way to the aisle For the cartoon is just past and the news is here again...