Oh the snow the beautiful snow

Filling the sky and the earth below

Over the housetops over the streets

Over the heads of the people you meet

•Dancing Flirting Shimmering along

Beautiful snow it can do nothing wrong

Flying to kiss a fair lady’s cheek

Clinging to lips in a frolicsome freak

Beautiful snow from the heavens above

Pure as an angel and fickle as love

Oh the snow the beautiful snow

How the flakes gather and laugh as they go

Whirling about in its maddening fun

It plays in its glee with every one

Chasing Laughing Hurrying by

It lights up the face and it sparkles the eye

And even the dogs with a bark and a bound

Snap at the crystals that eddy around

The towu is alive and its heart is aglow

To welcome the coming of beautiful snow

How the wild crowd goes swaying along

Hailing each other with humor and song

How the gay sledges like meteors flash by—

Bright for a moment then lost to the eye

Ringing Swinging Dashing they go

Over the crest of the beautiful snow

Snow so pure when it falls from the sky

To be trampled in mud by the crowd rushing by

To be trampled and tracked by thethousandsof feet

Till it blends with the horrible filth in the street

Once I was as pure as the snow—but I fell

Fell like the snow flakes from heaven—to hell

Fell to he trampled as the filth of the street

Fell to be scoffed to be spit on and beat

Pleading Cursing Dreading to die

Selling my soul to whoever would buy

Dealing in shame for a morsel of bread

Hating the living and fearing the dead

Merciful God have I fallen so low

And yet I was once like this beautiful snow

Once I was fair as the beautiful snow

With an eye like its crystals a heart like its glow

Once I was loved for my innocent grace—

Flattered and sought for th charm of my face •

Father Mother Sisters all

God and myself I have lost by my fall

The veriest wretch that goes shivering by

Will take a wide sweep lest I wauder too nigh

For of all that is on or about me I know

There is nothing that’s pure but the beautiful

snow

How strange it should be that the beautiful

snow

Should fall on a sinner with nowhere to go

How strange it would be when the night

comes again

If the snow and the ice struck my desperate

braiu Fainting Freezing Dying alone

Too wicked for prayer to weak for my moan

To be heard in the cyash of the crazy town

Gone mad in the joy of the snow coming down

To lie and die in my terrible woe

With a bed and shroud of the beautiful snow

ABOUT HIGH PRICES

We are constantly reminded that living

necessities will soon be