In tumn I returo my Sout full of joyous memories. As I recall t visit Nort ty of t cluster about it. It seems to reasures of a neiful    my feet, and I took in pleasure and information at every turn. I lived myself into all till a moment; my life ion as ttle is t croo one brief day. I met many people o my    in joyous sympato meet t, ahe rose.

        I spent tumn mont our summer cottage, on a mountain about fourteen miles from tuscumbia. It    tone quarry, long since abandoned.

        ttle streams ran t from springs in tumbling tried to bar tely covered tone and in places reams. t of tain    oaks and splendid evergreens runks like mossy pillars, from tletoe, and persimmon trees, t somet made t glad. In places tretcree to tree, making arbours s. It    tangled e afternoon, and to smell t came up from t the close of day.

        Our cottage    ifully situated on top of tain among oaks and pines.

        tain    s. e lived on t of time--te and played. At t butternut tree, round    trees stood so close t I could tou blast.

        Many visitors came to Fern Quarry. In talk and sport. told stories of ts urkeys t, ;savage trout" t, a foxes, outted t clever possums and overtake deer, until I t t surely tiger, t of tribe    be able to stand before ters. "to-morroo t;    s as t. t in tside our door, and I could feel ters as their improvised beds.

        At datling of guns, and tsteps of trode about, promisi luck of tamping of t from to to be off. At last ted, and, as t teeds    ters "h hark and whoop and wild halloo!”

        Later in tions for a barbecue. A fire    ttom of a deep icks    top, a s.

        Around tted negroes, driving a made me ables .

        le aement of preparation    its , ting party made its appeararuggling in by t and ing aed--and not a single kill! Every man declared t    least one deer, and t t ly t pursue t be aimed, at trigger t a deer in sigunate as ttle boy y soon fot its disappoi,    do to venison, but to a tamer feast of veal and roast pig.

        One summer I    Fern Quarry. I called y, as I    read t to te star on    many of my     e safe, my teac go tered on or stopped at    o eat grass or nibble trees t grerail.

        On ms eacart after breakfast for a ramble in to get lost amid trees and vines, o follo tly s ake a round about way.

        e aluro ttage h.

        Sometimes I tle cousins to gat eat t I loved ting for t nutting, and I nut burrs and break ts and s--t s!

        At t of tain ts errific eps, and Mildred told me i excitement t a corack. About a mile distant trestle spanning a deep ge. It    to ies    and so narro o as if one il one day Mildred, Miss Sullivan and I    in t finding a path.

        Suddenly Mildred poile ;trestle!" e    it e and grorestle    o feel for toe; but I    afraid, and got on very il all at o "puff, puff”

        from tance.

        "I see train!" cried Mildred, and in a    rus t breat    rumbled by, trestle sil I t most difficulty rack. Long after dark age empty; t ing for us.
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