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ment among them, judging from the way they 

 wriggled and danced singly or in branches full; 

 the sunlight was ever flashing his health mes- 

 sages through the foliage, making it all ablush 

 with an extra beauty; the fairies merrily caught 

 on twig and branch and swung from one to 

 another chanting the tenderest of cradle-songs 

 as if they would sing us asleep, and then laugh- 

 ing to the echo as they saw us watching them; 

 yes, we swung or slept or sat and took nature's 

 best to the full, dreaming and visioning with 

 open eyes, and attent ear and alert faculty, yet 

 resting ! 



About three o'clock the members of the Mon- 

 day Club began dropping in and by three and 

 a half all were in their places except our pastor, 

 Dr. Archibald, who had gone with Mrs. A. to 

 the "Garden of the Gods." 



A jollier set of folks never met in apple- 

 orchard to swing and visit and recreate. Our 

 jovial Dr. Lamson was at his best and when is 

 he not? He, and the old sea captain, Waldron, 

 vie with each other as to who shall tell the 

 keenest and wittiest stories, and when night 

 came they were neck and neck, both deserving 

 prizes. Our artist friends Fitz and Baer had 

 so much to say about the luminous atmosphere, 

 the fluctuating property of light and its values, 



