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he have waited and come back ? Of course he 

 would, but then I'm glad I didn't. What non- 

 sense I'm thinking. Evan says that the difficulty 

 with women is that they take everything person- 

 ally, and thereby are often unnecessarily tormented, 

 which is perfectly true. 



September 20. Twice lately father and Evan 

 have been over the hills to Chain Lakes, fishing 

 for black bass, and had great sport, father getting 

 the most exercise, and Evan the most fish. Father 

 is classic and conservative, and used artificial flies, 

 while Evan took a choice collection of small toads, 

 newts, locusts, and big grasshoppers, which evidently 

 were more attractive. Yesterday I went with them, 

 riding the newly trained horse, who proved com- 

 fortably meek, while the men each took one of the 

 grays. 



Ah, the colour of the September hills ! Earlier 

 in the season we look for form, detail, fragrance. 

 Now colour seems to fill the eye, and we store 

 it away against the time of neutral tints. The 

 trees were as solidly green as in July, only here 

 and there a Virginia creeper winding through 

 them like a gay ribbon, while the fragrance of wild 



