Music of the Wild 



But its time of greatest glory is in the first 

 appearance, when anything else that may be in 

 The flower is white or faint pink and lavender, and 

 Red bud's on jy serves as a background for its tones of posi- 

 Glory tive color. This hint of nature should be remem- 

 bered well by lovers of the redbud. It is ex- 

 tremely choice about its setting. It refuses to tol- 

 erate color other than green, white, or modifica- 

 tions of its ow r n shades. The trees are numerous 

 along the Wabash and in the w r oods, so that 

 blooming before leafage -and almost first, and 

 seeming to commingle with the mist and haze of 

 early spring they touch the horizon with a faint 

 purple that melts into the blue of the sky and the 

 lazy white clouds. 



Then comes the time to worship the river. Not 

 even when decorated in the gold of tree bloom is 

 it so exquisitely lovely, so delicate to look upon. 

 Few leaves are unfolded, and those a faint green- 

 ish-yellow; the magenta masses on the banks, the 

 water singing loudest at high tide, the purple mists 

 in the air, and fleecy clouds over all. Returning 

 birds are warbling in a craze of joy at home-com- 

 ing, and we look and listen with eyes and ears 

 hungering for just this after the long days of 

 winter. 



To the accompaniment of water voices are 

 added songs of birds on the banks, bushes, and 

 trees, and the animals that live beside it.- The sun 

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