Spring Song
... c riiifjv IT is the fifth year of war. We are weary. We are five years older, and often look it. Clothes, homes and minds alike are out-at-elbows, jaded. The strain of keeping up cheerful appearances begins to tell. Personal tragedy has touched thousands, will touch thousands more. Physical weariness has its antidotes in sleep and other forms of relaxation. Mental weari ness is harder to ...