GOOD-BY TO SUMMER 



opposite my outlook point; but suppose we were 

 to base a calculation only on the presence of the 

 birds that I could enumerate, would our com- 

 bined knowledge of mathematics enable us to esti- 

 mate the amount of plant and tree destruction 

 which that one busy hour's work has prevented ? 



What beautiful harmony exists ever between 

 earth and sky! What sympathy with each oth- 

 er's moods! Watch those great, soft, dreamy- 

 looking clouds as they float along in their majes- 

 tic whiteness. How near they seem compared 

 with the remoteness of the blue depths, yet how 

 distant, how vast in its solitude, is even the near- 

 est point of the heavens. 



Ah, here is one of the beautiful rewards of 

 looking up! See that flock of wild geese far 

 overhead, making their way southward by the 

 course of the very river near whose banks we 

 stand. They are silent just now; each long neck 

 is stretched forward to its fullest extent; each 

 pair of wings sways in perfect measure with 

 every other pair. A geometrical figure in motion, 

 one might say, so perfectly is the outline of the 

 triangle preserved even in flight. What body of 

 trained soldiery could move with greater regular- 

 ity or precision than do these winged troops! 



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