Tanglewood Lane and Skippack Creek 



Its devious, vagrant course covers hardly 

 half a mile, all told, to the point where 

 it ends abruptly on the high, steep bank of 

 the Perkiomen. Yet, with these great 

 masses of fragrant foliage which it accumu- 

 lates by the middle of May for our winged 

 friends of earth and air, it is a widely sought 

 and ample rendezvous of theirs from then 

 on until October. 



But, now that I have said this much, 

 let us stop off on our way thither to-day 

 and thus not only prolong your pleasure 

 of anticipation with regard to it, but reap 

 other pleasure beside. 



And, suiting the action to the word, how 

 could we do better than turn aside just 

 where we are this minute and loiter along 

 Skippack creek a little, ere the sun goes 

 down? There is a passage-way open right 

 here, between the end of the bridge wall 

 and the fence that does not quite meet it; 

 and, going through, we are in a most bird- 

 like atmosphere at once. 



June is so near you can feel her immediate 

 advent. The dark, mossy turf is bright 



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