Juniata sentinel and Republican. [volume] (Mifflintown, Juniata County, Pa.) 1873-1955, 1893-09-20
THE WIND AND THE NIGHT.
3. F. TAYLOR.

Some of the fruIt-trees hereabout:
have strange ways Of their own; in
deed, 1 suspect little apple-tree of be
ing partly human. About tall enough
To speak Everett's
You'd scarce expect one of my age"
There it stood. in full leaf, every one
rewly vanished holding on with all its
light TO Il huge apple, pendent from
he very extremity of a limb, its first
sole Offering to Autumn and its owner.
There it stood, rs if straining every
woody muscle to hold the wonder up
to sight, and by the air of its little top,
seeming as plain as words can say,
Look at me and mine, won't your
Vain, lttIe thing!
Close by, stands another tree OF
about the same size, and sporting, like
its cOmrade, one big, red apple. But il
seems to have learned wisdom from its
ambitious little ncighbOr, and instead
of holding out its burden at arm S
length. it has taken it at an advan-
tage having thrown it Carelessly over
limb midway, with two or three glossy
leaves disposed over it carefully, for all
the world aS our grandmothcrs-God
,.rSs thcm-Usgd to carry their knit
tiag-work. with the neatly folded blue
cotton handkerchief, and the white
stars in it-(what has become of the
blue cotton. and the stars, and the
gnandmutacr~? Iack-a-dav, all alike,
worm out, and faded and gomez laid
carefully over it,
There stood the little tree. as non
cnaIant as a dead shot. as much as to
saw ..tlurs nothing to what I'll do bv
and hv.' I'll wager something on
that tree. Ah, that by and by There :
the song Of youth and hope. and the
beat of a heart, locked up in it. And
who would hush the song and muflle
the throb beneath the mantle of world
ly wisdom. but dog and a cynic, and
they are brothers. Sing on beat on
say |. 1t is the music Of the march of
'Ite.
There's a Ounce tree. With its
twisted, crooked trunks, springing out
Of the ground altogether, and turning
and crowding in every direction, before
they make inu shoot upward IN the
AIR, 1t looks rs If 1t had been IN such a
desperate hurry to get up III the world,
that 1t hadn taken time to make
ready. and hardly knew which way TO
90, when It got up. There are quite as
many ounce bushes OF the genus homo
a. Oh the "Cy9onla LGty|'S, as the
sghooImen call II. wen, tarts are
pleasant sometimes II not TOO tart.
HOW the woods welcome breeze,
I, ana no" 'arlel ; lhe MODES IIl IN Wnich @ @ that
"'''"IiIe IL gwen, nave you ever
ln'ISItT = II, u It, anu ulu you ever see Il
"l''", A"eIe : one coming 'Io"-a mere
hfe''nTcFeepIhg over the marsh, as II
II would take the trees Dy surprise.
C't.h lis portrait now "hIIe you can.
st It run over the tall grass, something
IKE shadow with a sunbeam follow
ing haTu AFTER It. mat EIn' with It's
ichSie or''.h'S' IKE lace eGgihg on
tl'e p''"e' ol ',Is llico"o" Inc "IiIu
- ,'''s us So J.. ~ ~ anu sway
''.-' ~ ~ tI''-t'i, - I''-'sy - q
= I, .'iiN t" !o
'';s I .l.; - y ~ 10 ,l'-,
GII I'm - - .-l ''-,Ii ~ .II 81 sl.'T.
'''' 81 ~, ga Va - 'ioii'O1o "i'ii
.yii 10y. N, t''g ".''''i @ IaAe' Courage, S,,;,
anu sIS''l2Ili,''S ~ 10 " DLee1e' ihefe
d d, O.S''l t "-'' C'N, gIo'AeI ana gray
..s. It'g -. ol-' eLIl'1l'CtiII ~ -,
Il''-,,9 Il. IL. 'L'l ~ su,i'iy ,'lL' d II
'-''1 '''- ''''9 ''
IAat plIi"NE maple 1ee,9 IL now
10" II s"&yS ana rocks ana rolls with
us green nliloWs' that harm0nlze so
leriecul Win lhe DluG SKY. Nhat song
ms gone up from those leafy deeps,
morning ana evening evening and
morning, many i"hg-Sohe summer.
ana mere, mere, ,.-- IN lhe distance, a tali
ueeII con know llS hahe-'osSeS IT'S
.Ii'l Do"7'.., as II !. "oul1 IAN 90 win
Wv ;.', I',.',I 1"'y IA Eiouu
~ ~ li'..' "ii"s LIIUel
.tIe.' .l. l. ''IiloS iS '"e SiilaLi ny now I.
oi,' M ',oNlI " '1Io S,Uutio anu ne
i'"' III 'ile iD"F E'%SSes' lHen' up 'iley
'oml'' an" I""N amer 'ilah ever
1he breeze Is IN all the woods, and
an me woods are "a wave offering.
rocking ana rolling, and swinging
shITerlng, and rustiIng, and tossing
the welcome OF the woods to the gentle
Wiilu. Deep, dark, gLCsSy-veivety and
SiiKen greens are blended IN the blast.
"hat whispering ana elbowIng, and
croWdlng there Is, while the wind sweeps
up, with ''the captul otsprayit damp
ems lis wings WITH note OF the tune
'l' nF"nk IN lhe raVlne tolls over
10 itself and drops 1t, plump,
IN the midst OF the woods as It's share OF
me "eICome.
But me prettlest sights OF all were to
see a willow paying bo-peeP with ITS
NiaIo"' rejected IN the stream, as the
Wihd' coming -nd gong, bent 1t over
the water; and a little 6lue-eyed flower,
tnat grew IN a chInk OF the rock,
where IL COuli look ont all daV If IL