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through the woods and along the less frequented 

 roads to the south and west of the village. 



There was a delicious breeze blowing as we 

 tramped merrily along, sucking the honey sweet- 

 ness from the blossoms of the deep red wayside 

 clover, spying out the scarlet "star flowers" as 

 we named them, or noting the exquisite shadings 

 of innumerable greens or the flash of early red- 

 dening sumachs as we marched over a wooded 

 hill. 



We were just getting in tune for the day when 

 we heard a cry from our friend. Her foot had 

 gone into a grass-covered hole and she had nearly 

 fallen. We looked and saw misery depicted on 

 her countenance. 



"If it is much farther," she groaned, "I should 

 think they would have a bus at the station." We 

 glanced at one another and understood. She 

 was expecting to be led into a city park ! Mother 

 looked helpless. The o. m. spoke: 



"My dear Mrs , this is it, all around 



us. We are already there." 



Incredulity was in her eyes. Scorn rode on the 

 brow of the Only Child. Both were indignant, 

 warm and weary. The clothes and the shoes 

 were getting in their work. To take them on and 

 on all day would be cruelty; to go back to the 



