SWAYING TREE TOPS 



had no reasonable excuse for remain- 

 ing longer. It pleased me to hear the 

 girl say, as I left, that I must stop 

 again whenever I came by their cot- 

 tage. 



In the late afternoon while the sun 

 was still upon the mountain, but had 

 set for the valley to the eastward, I 

 went down through the gorge, where 

 the water tumbled frantically and 

 the path -was overhung with vines, 

 and, walking fast, came at dusk to 

 the edge of the valley just as the 

 lights were beginning to flash out 

 one by one. Across to the home on 

 the other side was a journey in the 

 dark, but when I reached it I found 

 the branch upon the tree silvered with 

 the light of the rising moon. 



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