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handful of sparks, a delicate spray, a shower of white 

 petals. It is the shadbush! It does not seem to 

 belong to the ground. One does not require to see 



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'A SOLITARY SHAD-BUSH RETREATING TO THE BORDER OF THE STREAM' 



the tree. Has it a trunk? Has it leaves? Will it 

 bear fruit? No matter, the questions are irrelevant. 

 It is enough that we have seen it to-day and that it 

 will come again next year. May we be there on the 

 path to catch its message and be glad I 



