The Rescue of an Old Place 



hay-crop is often ruined by lack of rain, 

 as was the case this year in our neighbor- 

 hood. 



Upon the sandy knoll where our house 

 tt in is situated, and especially along the street, 

 in places only accessible to a very long 

 hose, the trees and turf suffered greatly, 

 and the sudden drop of fifty degrees of 

 temperature, at the end of the period of 

 drought, had a most disastrous effect upon 

 the leaves, which shriveled and curled and 

 turned red, and dropped off in many in- 

 stances. A vigorous young Catalpa on 

 our lawn, which, after the cautious man- 

 ner of its kind, only ventured to put on its 

 spring gown after the first of June, and 

 then undertook to blossom freely, was so 

 distressed by the changes of the weather, 

 that after the storm we found at least two 

 bushels of leaves strewing the ground be- 

 neath it, and many others in such a con- 

 dition that the lightest touch would detach 

 them. Enough remained, however, to pro- 

 tect the blossoms, which are wonderful 

 productions for a tree to bear. If each 

 one grew in a garden on a single slender 

 stem one would value it for its exquisite 

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