VIII 



A "Board Walk" of the Woods 



A TLANTIC City's celebrated sea- 

 1\. side promenade has nothing on 

 a walk I know skirting the edge of a 

 wood. It may not be as famous among 

 milliners, dressmakers and rolling-chair 

 operators, because, for one reason, the 

 crowds that frequent it wear neither 

 gowns nor bonnets; neither do they 

 require any artificial means of loco- 

 motion. They parade in the clothes 

 their mothers gave them, and use their 

 own legs and feet, of which they have 

 plenty. And they are a busy lot. 



The walk of which I speak winds its 

 way through tall grass and weeds, 

 wild grape vines, woodbine, oaks and 

 sumacs, and presents frequently a very 

 animated scene. It is, in fact, in high 



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