SWAYING TREE TOPS 



by its persistent beckoning toward 

 the mountain. A slight shower of 

 the evening before added to the per- 

 suasion of the tree top, and, break- 

 fast over, I was away to cross the 

 valley and climb the mountain. 



The delightful freshness of a 

 morning after a shower, when every 

 leaf upon the trees is washed and 

 shining in the morning sun, when 

 every bush sends up its distinctive 

 odor, when even the weeds along the 

 path have been cleansed of their dust 

 and seem to attempt to start the day 

 free from the reproach that goes with 

 weedhood all this freshness is su- 

 preme delight. 



To cross the valley was an hour's 

 journey. That walk was disagree- 

 able on a hot day with dust settling 



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