- fects the old-fashioned in flowers as
well as in furnishings—fill the little gardens; so that as one travels eastward in summer or early fall along the highway his eyes must seek the right of the road occasionally for very relief from so much color.
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This evening it was mild for April.
The air was still and soft. Above the
meadow slopes three stars gleamed
tremblingly like drops of molten silver
spattered against a blue canopy. The
shadows were long and purple against
the rose-gold light which bathed the
little valley. The damp of evening
brought forth a fragrance from the
earth, a subtle Essence of Spring.
Down the long road Maple Green was
astir. The incipient sidewalk held
here and there a moving couple returning
from the post-office or bent
upon a call. The front porches were
