_--A cool day,--the wind northwest, with a general
prevalence of dull gray clouds over the sky, but with brief, sudden
glimpses of sunshine. The foliage having its autumn hues, Monument
Mountain looks like a headless Sphinx, wrapt in a rich Persian shawl.
Yesterday, through a diffused mist, with the sun shining on it, it had
the aspect of burnished copper. The sun-gleams on the hills are
peculiarly magnificent, just in these days.
* * * * *
_October 13._--One of the children, drawing a cow on the blackboard,
says, "I'll kick this leg out a little more,"--a very happy energy of
expression, completely identifying herself with the cow; or, perhaps, as
the cow's creator, conscious of full power over its movements.
* * * * *
_October 14._--The brilliancy of the foliage has past its acme; and,
indeed, it has not been so magnificent this season as usual, owing to
the gradual approaches of cool weather, and there having been slight
frosts instead of severe ones. There is still a shaggy richness on the
hillsides.
* * * * *
_October 16._--A morning mist, filling up the whole length and breadth
of the valley, between the house and Monument Mountain, the summit of
the mountain emerging.
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