Signs of Autumn
Signs that autumn is coming are everywhere. A yellowing leaf falls from the- sycamore; the blossom crumbles on the blackberry-bush and the birds are flocking. I counted over seventy swallows lining the telegraph-wires in a near-by village one morning, and the swallows are not the first to go. Across the cornfield a great gathering of birds searched the browning stubble, and rooks passed over with a fine ti)mmotion. There will be warm days, hours when the butterfly will ffeker among the leaves in the orchard, and wasps gorge themselves On windfalls; but the changing season is plain, not only in the rickyard and in the bloom on the sloe, but on the pasture where the early riser is opt after mushrooms before the mist is half cleared away. On the farms up above us they are still at harvest, but before long they will he using the digger instead of the baler and making that devastation that goes with harvest in the potato-field.
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