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FORESTRY IN LITHUANIA. 



to a transient smile passing over the habitual brow of 

 care. 



' But all too hasty is the progress of this splendid 

 funeral march even now its pomp is hidden by gloomy 

 slanting rains, its last tones lost in the bowl of angry 

 blasts, which, as if impatient to assume their empire, are 

 rudely stripping off and trampling down every vestige of 

 summer's short-lived festival, while Nature, shorn of her 

 wealth, holds out here and there a streamer of bright 

 colours, like a bankrupt still eager to flaunt in the finery 

 of better days.' 



FINLS. 



