THE OTHER HARBINGER 



IT was six days after robin came 

 that the girl with the violets at her 

 waist came across my path. She is 

 the other harbinger of spring. I pre- 

 sume it is the same stirring in the 

 heart that brings out the girl with 

 the violets, that brings robin toward 

 the north. It is a virgin sense. In 

 the spring a girl is just herself. She 

 and the season are one. Both are 

 sweet, pleasant to the eyes, and they 

 make the blood flow faster. A girl 

 in furs may be beautiful, but a girl 

 in some light stuff, with violets, is 

 more than beautiful, just as plum 

 trees in blossom outrank plum trees 

 covered with snow. 



There are those, mostly men and 



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