Country LIfe.

Country LIfe.
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The pleasures of a country life
Appeal to us just now.
We want to roam the grassy meads,
And watch the festive cow.
We want to climb the old stone wall,
And find a shady nook,
Where we can loaf all afternoon
Beside the babbling brook.

But country life is not all joy,
As you perhaps have learned.
The milk is often watery, and
The steak is often burned.
Mosquitoes buzz around your bed,
The flies are very thick.
They love to light on vou for fun
And, gracious, how they stick!

Yes, country life is badly mixed
With pleasures and with pains.
Some days the sky is clear and blue,
And other days it rains.
But, on the whole, it seems most wise
To ruralize a space-
Can anybody recommend
A good five-dollar place?
-Somerville Journal.