94 Woodcraft Manual for Giris Winter Song By Frances Densuoke (Stotwr th an prtetding) • J - L Tet thart ]■<»•«• f»«>.V Win • ter M chill.
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r-^ H — ^ — n ^— J-^ -H - ' • . — d [_... J 1 J — When • ev • er he draws near Wild woods are stilL (Winter approaches and throws into air a handful of snow (paper). The Fire-flies continue:) Long ere the snowflakes fly Done is our summer chase. We should be gone Now we retire, Back to our Mother Earth, Dancing hghts yielding place Ere the chill dawn. To the campfire. (They pile their torches— that is, the punks slipped out of the sticks— in the middle at a place prepared with shavings, etc , t« r a blaze, and they lie down in a ring and sing by the light of the campfire:) Closing Lullaby (ZMioated to E.T.S.by Praneei Denmore.) Chippewa Cndk Stag BmA-ieg low to earth, We wUl bow our d • bDoa koq^; tlower 1 WlB.ter killed all ear mirth, And the Kre - iieo dMp. (Repeat last two lines, then again the last, fainter eadi time till It dies away,)
