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HEN 



" Chill and dun 

 Falls on the moor the brief November day," 



it does indeed seem as if all the pleasures of the garden 

 were over ; we turn our thoughts now to indoor work, 

 indoor enjoyment, and leave our once cherished plots and 

 haunts to be dealt with as wild winter chooses, casting now 

 and then a hopeful thought forward to the first snowdrop 



