CHAPTER IV 



Low Tides 



WE have run now into the early 

 summer "doldrums." The last 

 half of July is apparently a period of 

 rest and recuperation after the intense 

 and continuous activities of the weeks 

 immediately preceding. The seeds have 

 sprouted and brought forth. The 

 shrubbery has borne its blossoms. The 

 birds have mostly reared their young 

 and many have already left for parts 

 unknown. The bluegrass begins its 

 mid-summer sleep. The main body of 

 the insect army that makes August 

 ring with entomological melodies has 

 not yet arrived. The mercury flirts 

 with eighty-five degrees in the shade 

 on the porch which is well protected 



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