Summer was here. In its outward manifestations it was about average. There had been heatnothing sensationalbut enough to make an undertaker sweat and a dog hunt shade. Big city subways were beginning to smell, tenement fire escapes were draped with bedding, park benches were solid with sitters. Bugs were back and committing suicide on a million windshields. Theaters boasted: "Cool Inside." The ice was about gone from high western lakes. Crab grass was invading lawns, screen doors already needed repairs, school was out and at least 53,487 small fry had been stung...
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