THE UPPER GARDEN 



path was cut and lightly graveled. Many bushes from 

 the forest were planted on its sides, many wild flowers 

 transferred to tracts upon its borders, and the trees 

 bent over it tenderly, and the sun dappled it with 

 shadows. The birds adopted at once its unfrequented 

 nooks, and the squirrels ran merry races down its leafy 

 lengths. 



The effect of the long straight trail, as it steadily 

 rises in wavering contours, is entrancing! Here is no 

 green wall even in mid-summer but a suggestion of 

 sylvan seclusion which is extremely restful. In the 

 more open spaces taking advantage of the sunshine, 

 grass from a hidden source has completely overlaid 

 the stony footway, while even in the shade good Mother 

 Nature has embellished our borders with a rich 

 covering of moss; occasionally roots of great trees 

 cross the path, affording refuge for curious fungous 

 growth, and to the initiate each step brings a new 

 beauty and a new delight. Here the bloodroot, spring 

 beauties and masses of hepatica, pink, lavender, and 

 white, star the brown earth in the greatest profusion; 



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