Ilenuilful Hnoir,

Oh, tho anow, the beautiful snow,

Filling the aky rtnd tho earth below;

Over the bouBCtopn, over the streets,

Over tlie heads of the people you meet;

Dancinir, flirting, swimming along.

Ik'ntitlful anow, it can do nothing wrong,

Flying to klM n fair lady's ciicck,

Clinging to lips in a frolicsome freak,

Beautiful snow, from the heavens above,

Pure as an angel and fickle as Jove

Oh, -the snow, the beautiful snow,

How tho flakes gather and .laugh as they

go,

Whirling along in its maddening fun;

It plays In its glee with everyone,

Chasing, laughing, hurrying by.

it lights up tho face and it sparkles the

cyo;

And even tho dogs with a bark and

bound

Snap at the crystals that eddy around,

The town is alive and its heart's In a

glow

To welcome tho coming of beautiful snow,

How tho wild crowd goes swaying along.

Hailing each other with huiaor and song,

How tbc gay sledges like meteors flash by,

Bright for n moment, then lost to the eye,

Kinging, 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 the thou

sands of feet

Till It blends with the horrible filth In

tho street.