Where Town and Country Meet 



know of nothing like the smell of the soil 

 to bring back the zestful, care-free days of 

 boyhood, and to thrill the soul with inti- 

 mations and prophecies of its own and na- 

 ture's eternal youth. 



The edge of spring may be described by 

 a somewhat wavering and intermittent line 

 in these North Atlantic States a line that 

 extends between the middle of February 

 and the middle of March. In some seasons 

 you will encounter it two or three weeks 

 earlier than in others ; and often during the 

 same season it will appear and disappear, 

 and reappear again, like forked lightning 

 in the night sky. But as a general thing, 

 the first real and continuous intimations of 

 spring begin with the last week in February. 

 Then you will readily detect those sky 

 changes and air changes and earth changes 

 that herald the season when, as Words- 

 worth sings: 



" The winds come to me from the fields of sleep, 

 And all the earth is gay." 



No sign of spring, at this early date, is 

 pronounced and positive, but on every hand 

 are those delicate promises, those thrilling 

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