WOODLAND PATHS 



maid brooks dance blithely down with 

 foaming mugs do we learn how jovial 

 and athletic they may be. Thus the 

 suckers, suddenly waking to exuberant 

 activity, swim the frothing current, leap 

 the miniature falls like gleaming salmon, 

 and congregate just below the dam. 



Some years the gateman has kindly 

 instincts at just the psychological moment 

 and comes over and shuts down the gate 

 of a Saturday afternoon in the presence 

 of many boys, in whose veins also froths 

 the exultant foam of spring joy. Then, 

 indeed, does low water spell Waterloo for 

 the suckers. In the shoaling current they 

 flee down stream, seeking the deeper pools 

 and hiding under stones in water-worn 

 hollows wherever they can find refuge. 



There is a crude instrument, formerly 

 a familiar output of the local blacksmith, 

 known as a sucker spear. It is com- 

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