January 17, 1942 (vol. 5, iss. 2) • Page Image 7
…'PER S PE CT I VE S Page Seven ~PERSPECTI VES Page Sevets FANTASY From Charlottesville to Washington I rode on the evening train, And the snow on the pine trees caught the sun And glittered back red again. To left, to right ,the woods were astir With men in Blue and Gray, Who reined in their horses, then gave the spur And silently rode away. Only the ashes where they had been Still smoked on the forest floor, And quickly the snowflakes sla...…