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playing so gently over it. It is the spirit of the place 

 and its serene beauty will haunt you many a day. 



As we thread its leaf hung ways, puffs of cool air 

 come up to us from its glens, and if you have come 

 here after a rain, spicy whiffs of things evergreen and 

 of the woods. When you have come about opposite 

 the easterly corner of the shelter that overhangs the 

 path here from a Walk above, look on your left hand 

 for a tree with large dark green leaves of roundish 

 obovate or oblong oval shapes, generally wedge-shaped 

 at the base, either acute or obtuse at the point, and 

 with margins sharply and doubly serrate. The leaves 

 are smooth on the uppersides and very white on the 

 undersides. At a distance you might mistake this 

 tree for a scarlet fruited hawthorn. ' It is not of that 

 family at all, however, but belongs to the same clan 

 as the mountain ash. It is the white beam tree (Sorbus 

 or Pyrus Aria}. Its flowers are in broad corymbs and 

 these change into globose orange-red berries in close 

 clusters. 



If you follow the Walk on until it comes out at Long 

 Meadow, it will show you some noble sweet gums, red 

 oaks, white oaks, black oaks and hornbeams which 

 you have probably learned to pick out at sight now, 

 so we will come back to the rustic bridge by the Music 

 Stand and take up the Walk that runs by Binnen 

 \Vater, under Nethermead Arches or Three-Arch- 

 Bridge, as it is often called, up the ravine and thence 

 to and around the Swan Boat Lake to Long Meadow 

 again. 



Starting then from the rustic bridge, once more, 



