Stories Mother Nature Told Her Children-Jane Andrews

The early youth of an old town has a certain simplicity like the youth of human life. Its struggles, its romance, its unfolding come down through the earnest hands that have labored for its welfare and left imperishable monuments. To the legacies of remembrances you have had handed down to you, I add this little story of a long ago time, a posy culled from quaint gardens. With sincere regard, AMANDA M. DOUGLAS (Summary by Amanda Minnie Douglas)