SWAYING TREE TOPS 



the golden light lingered among the 

 trees, the last rays clinging to the 

 leafy tops. Each tree trunk was 

 silhouetted against the yellow west. 

 Even the brush fringing the crest 

 kept no secrets as the last rays of the 

 sun glanced athwart the hilltop. 



Early September has only sugges- 

 tions of autumn to offer to the 

 tramper through the woods and 

 along the roads. A hot noon and a 

 cool evening is one suggestion. But 

 the russet glow in hillcrest woods at 

 sunset is to me the surest token of 

 the declining year. If a few leaves 

 filter slowly through the light, it is a 

 perfect hour. Yet the leaves falling 

 may be lacking, and the hour suggest 

 autumn. The real suggestions are 

 the coolness of the air immediately 



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