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Yes, you think they are only pussy-willows, but wait until you see. We shall take home a band of the Monkeys, tree and all, and you will learn that a pussy-willow is only a baby Monkey half done. Now let us get a branch of live elderberry and one or two limbs of the low red sumac. It is best to use sumac because it is the only handy wood that one can easily stick a pin through, or cut.

The stenographer who commuted always there is one girl in the office who commutes brought spring in the form of pussy-willows and apple-blossoms, and was noisily envied. The windows were open now, and usually some one was speculatively looking down to the life on the pavement, eight stories below.

The water came down through the most complicated piece of underbrush that I have ever encountered. Alders and swamp maples and pussy-willows and gray birches grew together in a wild confusion. Blackberry bushes and fox-grapes and cat-briers trailed and twisted themselves in an incredible tangle.

Wrenn drew nearer and looked sympathy. "I'm afraid I'm getting gushy. Miss Hartenstein she's in my department she'd laugh at me.... But I do love birds and squirrels and pussy-willows and all those things. In summer I love to go on picnics on Staten Island or tramp in Van Cortlandt Park." "Would you go on a picnic with me some day next spring?" Hastily, "I mean with Miss Proudfoot and Mrs.

There are a great many trees, some of 'em coming most down to the edge of the water, but they're not palm-trees, they're willows, the kind you pick the little furry gray things off in early spring " "Pussy-willows, of course, stupid!" interrupted Ann. "Yes, and back of that there are fields with tall reeds or grasses with brown tips to them." "Cattails!" giggled Ann.

"I saw some pussy-willows out, today," answered Elly. The old woman and the little girl lifted their heads, threw them back, and looked up long into the sky, purely, palely high above them. "It's quite a sightly place to live, Crittenden's is," said Aunt Hetty. Elly said nothing, it being inconceivable to her that she could live anywhere else. "Well, good-bye," said Aunt Hetty.

Once they deliberately stood by and heard Minnie McSorley and Mary Watson plan to go down to the creamery for pussy-willows on Monday afternoon there were four plates of taffy on their mother's pantry shelf at the time and yet they gave no sign Minnie McSorley and Mary Watson went blindly on and reaped a harvest of regrets. There was no use offering the White girls anything for the information.

The streams were laughing, the deep pools smiling, as pussy-willows scattered catkins on them from above. The oak trees and the birches put on little glad-hangers, like pennants on a gala ship. The pine trees set up their green candles, one on every big tip-twig. The dandelions made haste to glint the early fields with gold.

"When your mother and I came to live in the city," he would say, laying a large white hand on his daughter's knee, "it was all swamp out this way, we used to bring Ezra with us in the early spring and pick pussy-willows. Now look at it!"

Why the little kittie; Lulu's little kittie, you know, that Aunt Lettie thought had come from the pussy-willows. "When are we going to eat?" asked Bushytail, after a while, and he spoke out loud. "Hush!" cried Sister Sallie. "You mustn't ask that, Billie; it isn't polite!" "Well, I wanted to know," said the little boy squirrel. "Bless your heart!" exclaimed Aunt Lettie. "Of course you do.

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