188 GLEANINGS FROM NATURE. 



How I longed to lean backwards and sleep! But 

 the rays of the sun, slanting and struggling beneath 

 the lower branches of the tamaracks, warned me that 

 my train would soon be due, and that if I wished to 

 sleep at home, safe, except in dreams, from the attack 

 of rattle-snake and mosquito, I must be up and away 

 for the mile's trudge to the station. And so my day 

 in a tamarack swamp became to me a thing of the past. 



