A FAVORITE ROUND 



AFTER three days of heat, a cool morning. 

 I take an electric car, leave it at a point 

 five miles away, and in a semicircular 

 course come round to the track again a mile 

 or two nearer home. This is one of my fa- 

 vorite walks, such as every stroller finds for 

 himself, affording a pleasant variety within 

 comfortable distance. 



First I come to a plain on which are hay- 

 fields, gardens, and apple orchards ; an open, 

 sunny place where, in the season, one may 

 hope to find the first bluebird, the first ves- 

 per sparrow, or the first bobolink. A spot 

 where things like these have happened to one 

 has henceforth a charm of its own. Memory 

 walks beside us, as it were, and makes good 

 all present deficiencies. 



I am hardly here this morning before the 

 tiny, rough voice of a yellow-winged sparrow 

 reaches me from a field in which the new- 



