. Days in the open. ILLUSTRATIONS FACINGPAGE When the spring fret comes oer you . Title The brook was ten miles of silvery laughter . 14 Dixons Mill! How the nerves tingle at thewriting of those two words . . .104 The waters of the lake dimple and flash in thesunlight 126 Here one could catch mountain trout with thefly 146 We are tied up to a sandy beach . .172 Have you forgotten your boyhood ? . . 229 It was here that the Bully was born . 240 The sun was setting and vespers done, the monks came trooping out, one by down they went through the garden trim in cassock and cowl to the rive
. Days in the open. ILLUSTRATIONS FACINGPAGE When the spring fret comes oer you . Title The brook was ten miles of silvery laughter . 14 Dixons Mill! How the nerves tingle at thewriting of those two words . . .104 The waters of the lake dimple and flash in thesunlight 126 Here one could catch mountain trout with thefly 146 We are tied up to a sandy beach . .172 Have you forgotten your boyhood ? . . 229 It was here that the Bully was born . 240 The sun was setting and vespers done, the monks came trooping out, one by down they went through the garden trim in cassock and cowl to the rivers brother his rod he took, every rod had a line and hook had a bait so fine, and thus they sang in the even shine, Ohl to-morrow will be Friday, so we fish the stream to-day!Oh! to-morrow will be Friday, so we fish the stream to-day!—Benedict, To-morrow WillBe Friday. THE BOY AND THE BROOK.
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