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fleet rides off to other shores, and the sun 

 is out again with healing. But in all this 

 time mankind has been fussing with its 

 umbrellas and waiting in doorways for a 

 trolley-car. 



Our yard has a hammock that the chil- 

 dren use, but that is a little too public for 

 grown folks, unless it is after dark, or is 

 brought near to the house. And it is an 

 invention that ought to attach to every 

 residence, or, rather, to some tree near 

 it. If it could be occupied by some 

 lazybones who would manage to keep his 

 eyes open, there is hardly a doubt that he 

 would accumulate some truths in the course 

 of a summer ; especially, perhaps, if he 

 slung the hammock under the apples or 

 the shade maples. 



For the nearest approach to a new ex- 

 perience is to lie under a tree. It is even 

 more strange and more an inversion of our 

 conceit than it is to look about under wa- 

 ter. In the bed of a river things appear 

 much as they do when you look toward 

 the bottom from the bank, and the distress 

 of holding your breath after the first half 



