XII 

 NOVEMBER 



' Change and decay in all around I see, 

 O Thou who changest not abide with me. ' 



J. Newman. 

 ' The spirit culls 



Unfaded amaranth, when wild it strays 

 Through the old garden ground of boyish days.' 



J. Keats. 



NOVEMBER 30, 1887. November is going 

 out with all the soft warmth of a summer 

 month. On such a day as this, the gum 

 cistus gives out its sweetness, and the 

 aroma of its leaves floats past upon the 

 milk-warm wind. I found to-day upon 

 a grass walk a wind-snapt branch of it, 

 and holding it in my hand as I walked, 

 the garden seemed all wrapt in delicious 

 airs as from some sweet southern clime. 

 There are roses too : real pink roses in 



