THE HAZEL. 



GENERAL REMARKS. 



The spell of winter falls lightly on the eopse-wood. Long after 

 nutting-time the stout pliant ILizel-rods still carry golden leaves, nor 

 does even the fall of these make the shoot bare, for stiff young 

 catkins jut out troin the sprays. On the groinui the green and 

 purple leaves on straggling blackberry trailei's, among the hillocks of 

 coarse grass, show in cheerful contrast to the brown and shrivelled 



