BOBBING FOR EELS 



they work all kinds of wonder. Things 

 that were beginning to grow up suddenly 

 blow up. My cherry tree has exploded 

 over night. Two days ago the grass, we 

 noted with delight, was really quite green. 

 This morning it waves in the wind, and 

 I am confident that by to-morrow, at this 

 rate, it will be full of bobolinks and mow- 

 ing machines. Yesterday you could see 

 far through the woodland. To-day it is 

 clouded with its own green leaves, and 

 along aisles that begin to be shady the 

 truant ovenbirds are shouting " Teacher, 

 teacher, teacher, teacher," in warning to 

 one another every time they hear a human 

 footfall in the path. 



The first dragon flies have come, and in 

 woodland places lovely little brown butter- 

 flies skip about like mad. No wonder the 

 Hesperidse are commonly known as skip- 

 pers. These that I saw to-day, most of 

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