OUT-DOOR COMPENSATIONS 



DEAD leaves and sunshine together 

 affect one's fancy strangely. Melan- 

 choly and joyousness are united. 

 The rustle of the dead leaves under 

 foot, as I follow the bank of the river, 

 causes me to think of a departed sum- 

 mer. But the sunshine, glinting on 

 the water, flooding the hollow of the 

 hills, pouring through the bare trees 

 above me this holds me fast in the 

 light and joyous present. 



Afield on an Autumn- Winter 

 Day, with feet upon the leaves, and 

 head bathed by the sunlight, is 

 a privilege few, perhaps, realize 

 enough to seize, and those who do 



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