. St. Nicholas [serial] . hunting-grounds, but time slips by until lunchhour. But even this most necessary interruption issoon over, and I climb once more into my green-walled castle. The garden below seems half asleep,and the splashing of birds in the fountain is onlyintermittent. And so, reading and dreaming in my tree-top, the afternoon passes. The young robinsare calling vigorously for their dinner, and I go into mine. Later in the evening I sit in the hammock andwatch the moon rise behind the chestnut-tree, andwonder, too, what I have accomplished to-day. Per-haps nothing, but it is the w
. St. Nicholas [serial] . hunting-grounds, but time slips by until lunchhour. But even this most necessary interruption issoon over, and I climb once more into my green-walled castle. The garden below seems half asleep,and the splashing of birds in the fountain is onlyintermittent. And so, reading and dreaming in my tree-top, the afternoon passes. The young robinsare calling vigorously for their dinner, and I go into mine. Later in the evening I sit in the hammock andwatch the moon rise behind the chestnut-tree, andwonder, too, what I have accomplished to-day. Per-haps nothing, but it is the way that I love best tospend a holiday. MY HOLIDAY BY CHARLES EUGENE SMITH (aGE I2) My best holiday was the day we climbed KillingtonPeak. It is the second highest mountain in Ver-mont. We could nt find a good road this side ofRutland, so we did nt reach the mountain till ratherlate in the morning. The trail to the summit isthree and a half miles long. We hoped to see somewild animals on the way, but saw only a few BY GRACE WALLACE, AGE 12. UV MADELEINE EDWARDS, AGE I 5. JUST TO PASS THE TIME BY ANGUS CAMERON, AGE I3. ST. NTCTTOLAS LEAGUE [July, We all went to the very top of the peak. It wascertainly a splendid sight. In the north, beyond avista of hills and valleys, loomed the great bulk ofMt. Mansfield. The White Mountains were just dis-cernible in the distance, to the east. A broad ex-panse of mountains, hills, \ alleys, lakes, and streamsstretched far to the south. In the west, the vista ex-tended to the highest ridges of the Adirondacks. Itwas the greatest view that I have ever seen. When we returned to the base of the mountainwe saw a young racoon eating something near wherewe had left the car. We thought of getting a pic-ture, till George said he would go around behind itto head it off as we drove it toward him. Wefollowed this plan, and drove him into the grass,where George got him by the tail, and put him underihe back seat of the car. When we were a few miles
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