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Flesh-tints, varying from the strong red tone of Jonah's athletic manhood, through the glowing browns of the seated Genii, to the delicate carnations of Adam and the paler hues of Eve; orange and bronze in draperies, medallions, decorative nudes, russets like the tints of dead leaves; lilacs, cold greens, blue used sparingly; all these colours are dominated and brought into harmony by the greys of the architectural setting.
"Well, there hain't much profit in givin' apples away," said Simon Lundy, pursing up his thin lips. "Got some putty good golden russets left. How many do ye want?" "Give us all you can spare for a quarter," said Shep, who had been chosen treasurer of the club for the outing. Simon Lundy led the way to his barn, and there the boys picked out some russets and some greenings.
In the channel of the Quah-Davic rocks appeared which the old woodsman had never seen before. The leaves fell early, before half their wonted gamut of colour was run through. They wore a livery of pallid tones rusty-reds, cloudy light violets, grayish thin golds, ethereal russets under a dry, pale sky.
Well, I've done all I can all I'm going to do. If Jed's determined to go, he must go, I s'pose." Mattie would not let herself cry, although she felt like it. She went out and picked apples instead. Mattie might have remained so and Jedediah's romance might never have reached a better ending, if it had not been for Selena, who came over just then to help Mattie pick the golden russets.
But the cherry fruits now redden in shining roundness, the earlier apples throw rich gleams of color to the eye, and there is chromatic beauty until frost bids the last russets leave their stems, leaving bare the framework of the trees, to teach us in lines of symmetry and efficiency how strength and elegance are combined in nature's handiwork. Do you fear that some of the fruit may be taken?
I'm putting on my Robin Hood outfit you know, the greens and russets and the long feather. And I'm taking my 30-30. It's heavy enough for mountain lions." "You've made me very happy," Dick continued. "And you're making me late. Ring off. Red Cloud, I love you more this minute "
'What kind of apples do you like best, Ezry? asks Laura, 'russets or greenin's or crow-eggs or bellflowers or Baldwins or pippins? 'I like the Baldwins best, says I, ''coz they got red cheeks just like yours. 'Why, Ezry Thompson! how you talk! says Laura.
As they grew used to the twilight their eyes began to distinguish countless delicate gradations of tint: cold mottlings of grey-black boles against the snow, wet russets of drifted beech-leaves, a distant network of mauve twigs melting into the woodland haze.
There were all sorts of varieties little red ones so tiny that they seemed to be yet in the cradle, shapeless "rambours" for baking, "calvilles" in light yellow gowns, sanguineous-looking "Canadas," blotched "chataignier" apples, fair freckled rennets and dusky russets.
For most of the greater members of the wild kindred, and for the tribes of the deer and moose, in particular, the month of October is the month of love and war. Under those tender and enchanting skies, amid the dying crimsons and purples and yellows and russets, and in the wistfulness of the falling leaf, duels are fought to the death in the forest aisles and high hill glades.
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