SWAYING TREE TOPS 



one of early autumn here, when the 

 blue sky and everlasting sunshine 

 were over me as I walked the streets, 

 and along the paths where the sum- 

 mer's leaves lay thick upon the hill- 

 side. Then, when the chill came 

 after sunset, I went home to my 

 chair before the glowing grate. 

 After the night would come another 

 sunny morning, when the white frost 

 was on the leaves of the holly tree 

 before the door, on the brick wall to 

 the gate, on the magnolias shining 

 green even through the white veil. 

 Those were blessed days tonic days 

 when sweet potato pone, corn 

 bread, and hominy-grits did their 

 work with the sunshine to make a life 

 worth living. 



To-day I go further into retro- 



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