From Pillar to Post 



we think faster than when confronted by May's 

 marshalling of facts. The spiritual element 

 that is a reality and demonstrable, stands so 

 prominently in the foreground that the founda- 

 tion and material fabric are but dimly seen. 

 This is the subtle charm that makes October 

 memorable. It is hard, indeed, to be otherwise 

 than materialistic early in the year; it is more 

 difficult not to be spiritual in autumn. The bird 

 that sang so charmingly in May was, neverthe- 

 less, of the earth, earthy ; not so to-day the wan- 

 dering voice I hear. 



The fading light and lengthening shadows 

 mark a change that brings us back to all things 

 as they are. The hum of a million insects fills 

 the air. Activity replaces idleness. The rocks 

 are no longer softened by the golden haze, but 

 are rugged, hard and cold again. The breeze 

 freshens; the falling leaves are hurried to the 

 ground. The change is complete; the world is 

 again to be considered as a fact and not con- 

 templated as a fancy. 



The air hints of frost. A white mist, slowly 

 rising from the marsh, loosens the hillocks from 



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