Cherry Walk and Lawn 



the sky almost, one is afraid to enter the little 

 grassy avenue. Such purity is there ! It is a place 

 for children, and young lovers, boy and girl, melt- 

 ing under the sweet burden of their love, stealing 

 shy glances, sighing, thinking all the loveliness of 

 heaven and earth is in themselves, and so big with 

 it that they are afraid, hand in hand, to walk slowly 

 to the mossy seat under the weeping elms ! 



Oh ! Jane ! 



Jane has squeezed a funny little tear out of her 

 eye. It is running dow r n her nose : 



Let us go in. 



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