Summary

X-mas sketches from the Dartmouth Literary Monthly (1893)

As Pete and Lize came in from the cold night air to the warmth and glow of Christmas which filled the stuffy little school-house, they were silent in surprise. It was something unheard of, this giving of presents to friends, much less to strangers; but as they heard the story of the first Christmas, and the message it brought, they began to realize the true meaning of Love. As if it were contagious, it dawned upon Pete for the first time, that his affection and regard for Lize was nothing less than love.
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X-mas sketches from the Dartmouth Literary Monthly (1893)

It is not remarkable that poets and bird-lovers consider the spring of the year preëminently the season in which birds are to be studied and admired. The change from the winter to the spring, from the sombre to the variegated, the harmony that wakes the silent woods, the dreamy south wind that mellows the air,—in truth, all life, awakening, seems to be striving to render nature beautiful and [Pg 18] attractive. To say that spring-tide is not the best season of the year for studying birds would be indicative of ignorance
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X-mas sketches from the Dartmouth Literary Monthly (1893)

It was on the evening of the 30th day of December that Harry was at a party given in honor of Mrs. Slocum’s friend. At first sight of her he [Pg 51] was captivated; she was the belle of the season, they told him, and he did not doubt it. In every movement there was a charming grace, and the mellowest pair of blue eyes seemed to laugh at him all the time. Her words seemed like music to Harry’s ears, with that rich, Italian accent which only a woman of great accomplishments possesses.
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