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May and Early June 



i Y the roadside the snowy drifts 

 of the dogwood, in the rocky 

 ^^^^ woods the white pyramids of 

 i^^ the red-berried elder, along 

 the lane the flat clusters of the early vi- 

 burnum, give a look of winter past rather 

 than of summer to come. But down in 

 the meadow, great tangles of wild aza- 

 lea herald the near approach of June, 

 creeping with warm waves of color into 

 every little bay or indentation of the 

 wood. 



Into this wood we are tempted by 

 mysterious intervals of light and shade. 

 Beneath cathedral-like arches, with three- 

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