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We may go on over Beech hill to enjoy the views, or turn sharply 

 to the right to cross the country to the Betty Spring road near West- 

 minster, returning laden with flowers, and listening to 



" The breeze murmuring in the musical woods 

 Where the embowering trees recede, and leave 

 A little space of green expanse." 



XTbc IRortb 1Roa^9. 



From the Windsor House as a starting point, we drive north ex- 

 pectantly, for the woods run together for miles and the houses are few. 

 We may go to the right over Matthews' hill, with berries in abundance 



The Purple Fringed Orchis at Home. 



on either side, and keep on through the swamp, past ancient home- 

 steads indicated by abandoned cellar-holes, to Pearl street ; or go north 

 to the end of the road at the Nashua reservoir, enjoying every rod of 

 the wooded drive. 



But when the day is young and we want a long drive, we go on 

 past the great elm at Page's (the largest in Gardner) through woods 



that seldom see a carriage, where 



" * * * fantastic aisles 



Wind from the sight in brightness and are lost 



Among the crowded pillars," 



