---
title: Improvement Era
description: Monthly periodical of the Mormon church, 1897 onward. This library holds the issues of November 1897 to December 1930.
authors:
  - Eckert, Nina Winslow
collections:
  - periodicals
tags:
  - magazine
  - improvement-era
periodical: Improvement Era
volume: 2
number: 2
published: 1898-12
publisher: Young Men’s Mutual Improvement Associations
publisher_place: Salt Lake City
language: en
type: magazine
reference: 'Nina Winslow Eckert, "Autumn Days", *Improvement Era* 2, no. 2 (December 1898): 118.'
source:
  url: https://archive.org/details/improvementera22unse
  transcription: Transcribed from the Internet Archive scan of each issue (the item for each issue is named in the issue's own source); unnumbered advertising leaves are omitted, printed page numbers are kept as page markers.
  identifier: improvementera22unse
start_page: 118
end_page: 118
rights:
  status: public-domain
  basis: US publication 1930 or earlier (published 1898-12)
  source: https://archive.org/details/improvementera22unse
  publication_year: 1898
  note: The Internet Archive item metadata carries a blanket "© Copyright by Intellectual Reserve, Inc." notice. The library owner judged it inapplicable because this issue was published in 1898, before 1931; a scan-level notice does not restore copyright.
---

# Autumn Days

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118                    IMPROVEMENT- ERA.

                    Dreary winds, oh dreary winds,
                      Haste away
                    Over hill and dreamy dell,
                      Brown and gray;
                    Tell the flowers on your way,
                    Tell the blasts that 'round you stray,
                    Of the coming winter days
                         Now so near.

                    Playful little mountain streams.
                      Swiftly run
                    With a message to the sea.
                      Where the sun
                    Soon will smile so coldly down,
                    On old Winter's chilly frown.
                    While he sits in snowy gown
                         On his throne.

                    Little stream, oh little stream.
                       As you go.
                    Tell the fish along your way.
                       So they'll know
                    That the winter-time is near.
                    Then they all will disappear.
                    For old Winter's face they fear,
                        That we know.

                    But we love you. Autumn days.
                      For you seem
                    To our weary laden hearts,
                       A grateful dream;
                     Treading 'neath your sky of gray.
                    We forget, the while we stray.
                    Welcome, welcome autumn days.
                        Once again.
                                           Nina Winslow Eckart.
      Salt Lake City, Nov. 1898.