FROM AN EASTER LETTER
It is a wild day. A great wind is howling through the trees and drifting sadly through the grasses.. Spatters of feathery rain gleam like jewels in the spider webs, and my friendly wild rabbit, who is coal black, has come from his burrow somewhere in the paddock to visit me. He is such a handsome fellow, and he eats the grass and clover near the well until a human comes too close, then he scurries away. Easter has given me many glorious hours outdoors under my tall, goldenleafed poplars. Oh, it is good to be alive in autumn and to breathe the cool, clean sea air that races in with a laugh and swirls the leaves of the trees away over the. world’s edge. —Flying Cloud.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 954, 23 April 1930, Page 16
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131FROM AN EASTER LETTER Sun (Auckland), Volume IV, Issue 954, 23 April 1930, Page 16
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