... ever Silo, The bosky woods with beauty' The hedges fair, the lordly wood-crowned hills, Bear now their harvest fruity. The blackberry, and the rich hued slot Around you, hang so tempting, There's something fresh, where'er you go, The children, joys are venting ...

... the invocation may still be sung, or said, in a colder climate, which produces not the lordly grape but the humble blackberry. A blackberry day in September ! beloved of one's childhood, and not ,disdained in riper years. How restfully beautiful Is this ...

... Canadian Prelate was surrounded by a small army of white-robed clergymen. and do, tort of divinity were almost as plentiful as blackberries. Here in the quiet and cool slake of the Cathedral, the various clerical procerions were formed. From nine till eleven ...

... to spend the time pleasantly in September, even if you cannot kill partridge* or hunt cubs. There are abundant crops of blackberries and nuts, and • day spent in the search of either affords a good deal of healthful enjoyment. The cold nights have rather ...

... Hermon. Jannsway said on the Itth he went to Hi.llfoote farm, and found that the red and white heifer had crawled into some blackberry bushes to recaps from the flies. It was nothing but a bag of bones, and was being eaten alive by maggots. It was in a dying ...