SWAYING TREE TOPS 



mother weeping at the gate, his 

 father drove in the wagon to the 

 station. They said little, for both 

 were near to tears. The boy was then 

 almost minded to give up his going; 

 but he went. 



The years passed and he came in 

 vacation days back to the old place. 

 It seemed smaller, but it grew dearer. 

 He had learned that nothing outside 

 the hedge was better than that within. 

 But the stream of home experience 

 was broken, and could never flow on 

 as before. 



To-day, with these memories, there 

 came the great realization, the les- 

 son, as it comes to everyone, after 

 experience. The little yard where 

 our folks live where the lilacs bloom 

 in spring where the simple, whole- 



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