. The black swans, and other friends indoors and out. Natural history. Low Tides end of time. We were bound upon that voyage for the Scottish Border- land, for a certain stately manor-house where giant beech-trees rear their ven- erable boughs, not far from where "Sweet Teviot" pours out its silver tide into the Tweed. But that is another story. The fire-place is for the time being impossible; the Seven Seas are for the present, as far as ordinary travel is concerned, verboten, and the winged violinists of the grass and hedge and trees are only just beginning to arrive. But there is
. The black swans, and other friends indoors and out. Natural history. Low Tides end of time. We were bound upon that voyage for the Scottish Border- land, for a certain stately manor-house where giant beech-trees rear their ven- erable boughs, not far from where "Sweet Teviot" pours out its silver tide into the Tweed. But that is another story. The fire-place is for the time being impossible; the Seven Seas are for the present, as far as ordinary travel is concerned, verboten, and the winged violinists of the grass and hedge and trees are only just beginning to arrive. But there is left the mountains, and it has been years since we have been among them. Let us now therefore seek their solitudes. And while you are getting ready, may we gossip for a time of mutual friends ?. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Sanders, Alvin Howard, 1860-1948. Chicago, Breeder's gazette print
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