... BLACKBERRIES The trees were Hushed with red and gold. As the warm September weather, Among the country lanes we strolled, And picked the black berries tgethei. Standing among the russet-brown And withered leaves that hid the roots palled the bramble ...

... And even now, when strolling through Thehyeways, hedged with bush and bramble, I pull a black-berry or tw In memory of that far —Chambers's Journal The night a cold one, but I was strong and hearty and had scarcely felt it; but the moment I sat down oppo ...

... reprobation—amen! It’s yout that are the l°”y judge, as purty as two new picthers an’ an onld one. May the holy bush of blackberries grow your grave, the infarnal angels have you in their blissed keepin’ to all jennyrations never born. May all sorts of ...

... was again! The stables were no longer empty, nor the yard grass-prown; the kitchens were crowded with servants as thick blackberries in autumn; all the rooms seemed ftlkid, and there were sounds of talking and laughing, with singing here and there, and ...