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In the Park

           

           GilbertandAnneloiteredalittlebehindtheothers,enjoyingthecalm,stillbeautyoftheautumnafternoonunderthepinesofthepark,ontheroadthatclimbedandtwistedroundtheharborshore.

           “Thesilencehereislikeaprayer,isn’tit?”saidAnne,herfaceupturnedtotheshiningsky.“HowIlovethepines!Theyseemtostriketheirrootsdeepintotheromanceofalltheages.Itissocomfortingtocreepawaynowandthenforagoodtalkwiththem.Ialwaysfeelsohappyouthere.”

           “‘Andsoinmountainsolitudeso’ertaken

           Asbysomespelldivine,

           Theircaresdropfromthemliketheneedlesshaken

           Fromoutthegustypine,’”

           quotedGilbert.

           “Theymakeourlittleambitionsseemratherpetty,don’tthey,Anne?”

           “Ithink,ifeveranygreatsorrowcametome,Iwouldcometothepinesforcomfort,”saidAnnedreamily.

           “Ihopenogreatsorroweverwillcometoyou,Anne,”saidGilbert,whocouldnotconnecttheideaofsorrowwiththevivid,joyouscreaturebesidehim,unwittingthatthosewhocansoartothehighestheightscanalsoplungetothedeepestdepths,andthatthenatureswhichenjoymostkeenlyarethosewhichalsosuffermostsharply.

           “Buttheremustsometime,”musedAnne.“Lifeseemslikeacupofgloryheldtomylipsjustnow.Buttheremustbesomebitternessinitthereisineverycup.Ishalltasteminesomeday.Well,IhopeIshallbestrongandbravetomeetit.AndIhopeitwon’tbethroughmyownfaultthatitwillcome.DoyourememberwhatDr.

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