HAREBELLS 



DAYS IN MY GARDEN 



brilliant polished red-berried columns of ' Lords-and- 

 Ladies,' a food for birds but poisonous to man. The 

 rowan tree was hung with its bunches of rich orange- 

 red fruit, already tempting the thriftless black- 

 bird and missel thrush; 

 while fronds of gold 

 and bronze-brown were 

 showing among the ever 

 beautiful bracken and 

 flaming-scarlet touched 

 the bramble leaves. As 

 we stooped to gather the 

 exquisitely delicate hare- 

 bell, and smelt the al- 

 most sickly perfume of 

 lady's bedstraw, we knew 

 that the riot of summer 

 flowers was over, and that 

 Nature before casting 

 her mantle of green was 

 transforming her leafy 

 threads and weaving gorgeous autumn glories. 



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