x ILLUSTRATIONS 



Through the curling spray of the weed-tops some 



white path into the quietude invites your feet page 278 



Along the back road a double row of cedars march 



along beside you as you tramp " 280 



White birches on the crest of the ridge shooting 



THEIR SLENDERNESS UPWARD Facing p. 280 



THE GREEN DOMED CROWN OF ELM RISING STATELY OUT OF 



CLUSTERED FOLIAGE " 282 



MY PASTURE CLIMBS STEEPLY TO THE FOREST WITH EVER- 

 INCREASING ABRUPTNESS . " 302 



A YOUNG MOON HOLDING IN ITS CRESENT THE VAGUE WRAITH 



OF THE FULL SPHERE Page 307 



