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'hey can only be gathered on Rough-Hill in the liller's garden.

20™ OF JULY.

THE nightingales are singing in the bushes. XIII I have wandered through the woods with ly miller's daughter, whose name is Greta. How mall a thing it is, how little remarkable, and yet t seems to me that nothing more important has

ver happened to me.

I walk in the wood and I meet her. We are leighbours, so there is nothing curious in that. !Ve know one another, and it is therefore the most latural thing in the world that I should stop and alk to her. It was, however, she who stopped me.

n this case also there is nothing extraordinary.

She asked me : How was I getting on ? If I iaw many people? If I were missing the big town?

I answered ; I grow happier every day. I see nobody. I miss nothing, and the day before yes- terday I had a beautiful bunch of roses. She tells me the roses were from her, and I am delighted that she does not make a secret of it. She tells me that she suddenly had an idea to send me some of her flowers. ' I thought it might please you, because they are so rare and beautiful, and I should like to please you.'

I asked her why she felt so kindly towards me, an utter stranger, and she answered, ' Because I understood that you were not very happy, and I — have always been so contented.'

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