THE TRIBUNE.

THE SEASONS.
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The following beautiful passage is from
pos1, written by GEORGE vssHoS, a colored young
man of Pittsburgh:


rr.. srprxo came tripping on from Southern eSsei'
AM, s,rewed her sunny path with fragrant NOVELS
n.ds Tho still brook from out It's torpor WAKE
And freed, from icy bonda. the captive axe
Then smiling back upon the smiling land h.nd
Resigned the rule to svMsEss Ls;sienr an much.
oores ike picture meath Guidos touen.
And ioveiier grew with each succeeding Gay.
nm Iyrrrrsss seized the sceptre and the sway
Che 70 enhance the beauty OF the scene: ,.os,
T5nved with rich brown each leaflets brilliant s'eeH'
Cs.s DER the land her sad yet lovely smile,
Tso, ssnt beneath dread WIHrER's chilling VILE
Dread Winter who, with no kind li; ieelins % warm
Evesed In envious rage the bHshting storm
"A consc;on, that no gift she could bestow'
To eonal Summers Springs or Autumn g glow
B,ew ,pl,sfuly. ber freezing breath On aii ~,
And ,,rove 10 crush Earth meath her snowy PAIL