5 OCTOBER 1929, Page 16

A HARVEST FESTIVAL.

The following is a reminiscence from the records of the best countryman I knew ; and I apologize to his shade for the doggerel: A HARVEST THANKSGIVING.

" ' No set the walnut there,' he said ; And set the apple here,' said he. For fear when you and me be dead, The walnut shades the apple tree.'

He spoke long since, To-day I see The sun has burnt my Blenheims red. Sunday I'll lay the reddest three

Where that old gardener lies dead."

W. Br.,perK