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Where Nature Reigns &quot; 



EASTER was perfect. The sun was a true 

 Easter sun, brilliant, yet softened in its 

 heat by the light vapours which portended 

 new storm ; the deep blue sky, with its mare s- 

 tail clouds, was worthy altogether of Hamlet s 

 appreciation : &quot; This most excellent canopy, the 

 air, look you ! this brave o erhanging firmament, 

 this majestical roof fretted with golden fire,&quot; 

 for such was the show of Sunday. It could not be 

 surpassed if one had the pick of the year. And 

 the tender, wooing, winning movement of the 

 light breeze coaxed out more than the blossoms, 

 and these and the grasses and clovers, feeling the 

 invitation of the gentle rain, sprang with instant 

 response. What a day it was for the red maples 

 and the elms the scarce slippery elm was in 

 flower in a miraculous moment, a richer, larger, 

 sweeter flower than that of the white elm. The 

 poplar s tassels swung free and scattered pollen, 

 and the willow pussies burst from kittenhood into 

 full bloom, and the bees took their first full taste 

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