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Pleasant and war, the 2d of Septereenery of oak and pine and fern-tree Golden it lay upon the brakes and mosses by the river-bank; silver upon the sands

Save for the chippering of the busy squirrels, a hush brooded over nature The birds were silent A far blue haze veiled the distant reaches of the strea had fallen; it was summer still, but the first touch of dissolution, of decay, had laid the shadow of a pall upon it

And the two lovers felt their hearts gladden at thought of the long ht lead thereat boon of contact once again with huht and fast for the long absence, taking farewell of all the treasures that during their long weeks of occupancy had accuh Stern was no sentimentalist, yet he, too, felt the tears well in his eyes, even as Beta did, when they locked the door and sloent down the broad steps to the walk he had cleared to the river

"Good-by," said the girl sialow Then he drew his arether they went on down the path Very sweet the thickets of bright blossoarden looked, cut out there frouard about it on all sides

They lingered one last moment by the sun-dial he had carved on a flat boulder, set in a little grassy lawn The shadow of the gnoraved about the edge: I MARK NO HOURS BUT BRIGHT ONES

Beatrice pondered

"We've never had any other kind, together--not one," said she, looking up quickly at the h with a new sort of self-realization "Do you know that, dear? In all this tile reeht 'No hours but bright ones!' Why, Allan, that's the ravely "Our lives, forever, as long as we live But co ahead already Co Now let's be off and away!"

They went aboard the yahich, fully laden, now lay at a little stone wharf by the edge of the sood, itsbranches of a Gothic elm