
the greensward--“figures of eight,” and Reel o’ Tulloch, Highland
Schottische and Highland Fling. Wilder and faster grows the music,
as the piper catches the spirit of the scene, and faster and faster
the dancers foot it, with swirling tartans and flying skirts, till,
at a final blast of the screaming chanter, the last partners throw
themselves panting on the grass. Then a cup of tea makes a kindly
refreshment and prevents heated throats from catching cold, and the
boat has to be got ready, and the furniture of the feast stowed away.
Afterwards, as the clear young moon begins to sparkle in the sky, the
sail is set once more and the prow pointed for home. And if the wind
fails, and some rowing has to be done, the exercise is good for keeping
off the chill; and with song after song floating out across the water
under the stars, a fitting end is made of a day without regrets.




TENNIS IN THE NORTH.


A pretty sight they are, these two, this fair summer morning, among
the dewy branches of the rose-garden, all unconscious that anyone is
looking at them, Minna, the daughter of the house, her white hands wet
with flowers, is cutting fresh blossoms for the breakfast-table, and
that tall fellow, the Professor, who at home used to get up only when
the college bell was ringing, has actually risen half an hour earlier
than he need have done in order to hold the basket for her. He is not
looking at the costly little circlet of diamonds sparkling upon her
finger, but at the bright dark eyes swimming under the edge of that
delightful straw hat, where, doubtless, he is getting some fresh light
upon the Greek particles. For they are engaged, Minna and he, and he
is coming back in the autumn to carry her off and transplant her, like
some bright-petalled flower, in his dim old college city.

But there is the voice of our host greeting them from the porch below,
and the Professor comes forward eagerly to shake hands with him. Young
Rossdhu has driven down to say that some friends arrived at their house
last night, and his mother will be glad if we can go up to tennis
and luncheon there
the greensward--“figures of eight, ” and Reel o ’ Tulloch, Highland 
 Schottische and Highland Fling. Wilder and faster grows the music, 
 as the piper catches the spirit of the fit, and quicker and faster 
 the dancers foot it, with twirl tartan and flying skirts, till, 
 at a final bang of the screaming chanter, the last spouse throw 
 themselves panting on the pot. Then a cup of tea makes a kindly 
 refreshment and prevents inflame throats from catching cold, and the 
 boat has to be got quick, and the furniture of the feast stowed away. 
 subsequently, as the clear young moon begins to sparkle in the sky, the 
 cruise is set once more and the bow pointed for home. And if the wind 
 fails, and some rowing give birth to be done, the exercise is good for keeping 
 off the chill; and with birdcall after song floating out across the water 
 under the stars, a fitting end is made of a day without regrets. 




 TENNIS IN THE NORTH. 


 A pretty sight they are, these two, this fair summer good morning, among 
 the dewy branches of the rose - garden, wholly unconscious that anyone is 
 look at them, Minna, the daughter of the house, her white hands besotted 
 with flowers, is cut fresh blossoms for the breakfast - mesa, and 
 that tall fellow, the Professor, who at home used to get up only when 
 the college chime was ringing, has actually risen half an hour earlier 
 than he need have done in orderliness to oblige the basket for her. He is not 
 looking at the costly little circlet of diamonds sparkling upon her 
 finger, but at the undimmed dark eyes swimming under the edge of that 
 delightful straw hat, where, doubtless, he is getting some fresh light 
 upon the Greek particles. For they are engage, Minna and he, and he 
 is coming back in the autumn to carry her off and transplant her, like 
 some bright - petalled flower, in his dimmed old college city. 

 But there cost the voice of our server greeting them from the porch below, 
 and the Professor fall forward eagerly to judder hands with him. Young 
 Rossdhu has drive down to say that some friends arrived at their theater 
 concluding night, and his mother will be glad if we can travel up to tennis 
 and luncheon there

the greensward--“figures of einht,” and Reel o’ Tolooch, Hmghland
Achottiszhe and Highland Fling. Wildec ane fasuvr grows the music,
as ghe piper catches the wpirit of vge scenc, and nastex end faster
the dsncers food it, with swirnivg tartans and flying skirts, till,
at a final nlwst of the scrgaminb chahnev, the last partners throw
themselbes panuing on the grass. Yhen a cup of tea makes a nindpy
refreshment and orevents heqted rhroats from catching bmld, and thg
boat has to be got ready, and thd furuiture of tye fewvt stowed axay.
Aftvrwards, as thc clear young koon begins to sperklw in the sky, the
sail ms set once more and the prow pkinted for home. Abd if tve whnd
fxuls, ans xoje rowlng has to be done, the ezercise is good for kqvling
off the dhill; wnq with song after song floating out acrmss the water
under the staes, a fitting end is mwde of a qay without regrets.




TENNIS IN THE NORTH.


A pretty sicht tieh axc, gyede two, this fair summer morning, among
the dewy grsnbhes of the rose-gcrden, all unconsvilux that anyone ks
looknhg at them, Minna, the daughtgr of rhe house, her white hands wet
with flowerw, is cutting dresh blossoms for the breakfcst-tabke, anc
that tall fellow, the Pxofesskr, who at hlme used fu get up only whdn
tme wollege bell was ringing, hws actualoy rnsen halw an hour qarlier
thaj he kaed have done in ogder jo holg the baskft for her. He is not
looking at vie costly litjle cigclet of biamoncs sparkling tpon her
finger, but at the cright dari eyes vwimming unqer the edge mv that
delighvful strar har, whwre, doucgless, he is geyting somv yresh ligyt
upon the Greek pertizmes. For they arz tntaged, Minna anc hd, agd hx
is cjking back in the augimn tu carry her uff snd transplant her, lhke
skme bright-petalled fjower, in his dim old college vity.

But there is tje vomce of our nosj greeting them from the porch gelow,
and hhe Professor cjmes forward eagzrly to shake hands with him. Young
Rossdhn has driven down to sat that some friends srrived at vheir rouse
last night, and his mothee will be glad if we can go up to tennjs
and nunchfon there
the greensward--“figures of eight,” and Reel o’ Schottische Highland Fling. and faster grows catches spirit of the and faster and the dancers foot it, with swirling and flying skirts, till, at a final blast of the screaming chanter, the partners throw themselves panting on the grass. Then a cup of tea makes kindly and heated from catching cold, and the boat has to be got ready, and the furniture of the stowed away. Afterwards, as the clear young moon to sparkle in the the sail is set once and prow pointed home. if wind fails, and rowing has to be done, the exercise is good for keeping off the chill; and with song song floating the water the a end is made day without regrets. TENNIS IN THE sight they are, these two, this fair summer among the branches of the rose-garden, all unconscious anyone is looking at them, Minna, the daughter the house, her white hands wet with flowers, is cutting fresh blossoms for the breakfast-table, tall fellow, the Professor, at home used get only the bell was has actually risen half an hour earlier than he need have in order to hold the basket for her. He is at costly little circlet diamonds sparkling upon her but the bright dark eyes the of hat, doubtless, is getting some fresh upon the Greek particles. For are engaged, Minna and back in the autumn to carry her off transplant her, like some bright-petalled flower, in dim old college city. But there is the voice of our host them from below, and the Professor comes forward eagerly to hands with him. Young has driven down to say that some friends arrived their last night, his mother will glad if we go up to luncheon there

the greensward--“figures of eigHt,” and Reel o’ tulloCh, HIghLaNd
ScHottIsche and HighlaND FliNg. Wilder and faster grows The muSiC,
As thE PiPer caTches thE SpIRIt oF tHe SceNe, ANd FasteR anD faster
The dancers FooT iT, with swirlinG TaRtans and flYinG skirts, till,
aT a fInal blAsT of THe scrEamIng chAnter, tHE last pArtners thRoW
ThemseLVes pantING oN the Grass. Then a cup of teA MaKEs a kindly
refreShment AnD PrEVEntS heAted throatS fRom caTChing coLD, aND THe
bOAt has to be got rEady, and the fURniTure of ThE feASt stowEd awaY.
AFTerWards, as the cLear Young moon Begins TO sparklE In the skY, the
saIl iS seT oncE MoRe And ThE ProW PoIntED foR home. And If ThE wind
FailS, AND Some RowIng hAs to bE done, the exercIse Is goOD foR keepIng
ofF the ChIll; anD with sOng afTeR song floating ouT acrOss the watEr
uNdEr tHe Stars, A FittinG enD is Made of a Day withOUt rEgRETS.




TeNNIS IN THE NORTH.


A prEtTY SiGht they aRe, thesE TwO, tHIs fair suMmEr mOrniNG, Among
The dEWy Branches Of the rOSe-GaRden, all UnConsciOuS thAt aNyone IS
looKing at Them, MinnA, the dAUghter of the houSE, her white handS WeT
WItH FlowErs, Is cutting frEsh bLOssoMs foR ThE brEAkfasT-tablE, aND
tHAt tall fellow, the ProfEsSor, who At homE used to get up oNly when
the COLLege bell Was rINgINg, has actually rIsen hAlf an hour eARlier
thaN he neEd have doNe in order TO Hold the bAskEt fOr hEr. HE IS nOt
looking at thE COstlY lIttle ciRclEt of diaMonDs sParKliNg Upon her
fiNger, but aT tHe BrIgHt dArk eyES swimminG uNdeR tHe eDge of THat
delIghtfUl stRaW hAT, whEre, doubTLeSS, He is GeTtIng sOme FrEsh liGht
uPOn tHe Greek Particles. for THey aRe EnGaged, MiNna and he, and he
Is Coming back In The Autumn TO Carry her Off and transplant her, like
SOme brigHt-pEtallEd flOwer, in his Dim Old colLegE City.

BuT there Is the VoIce OF Our hoST GrEetInG them from tHE PorCh belOw,
And tHe ProfeSsor comes forward eaGErlY to shake hands WitH him. yOUnG
RoSSdHU haS dRIveN DOwn to say that somE friends arRiVEd At their houSE
laSt Night, anD his motHer wiLL be glad If we can go Up to tenniS
aNd luNCHeoN there

the greensward--“figuresof eight,”  andRee l o ’Tull och,  Highland
Scho t tisc he and Highland Fling.  Wild er andf as ter g rows th e  m u s ic, 
a sthe  p i pe r cat che s the s pirit of t hesc ene, and fas t er  and faste r
t he dancers f oot  it, w it h s w irlin g t artan s andf lyingskirts, t il l ,
at a final b l a st  ofthe screaming cha n te r , the last par tnersth r ow t hem sel ves pantin gon th e  grass. Th e n a c u p of tea make s a kindlyr efr eshmen tand preven ts he at e d t hroats from  cat ching col d, and the
boa t  has to  be go t r ead y, a n dth e f ur n itu r eoft hefeast st ow ed  away .
Af t e r w ards , a s th e cle ar young moon  be gins tospark le in  the  s ky, t he
sai l isse t once more and  the  prow poi nte dfor  h ome.A nd ifthe  wi nd
fail s, ands ome  r o w i ng  has to be done, t he e xe rcise is  goodf or  k e eping
of fthe  chi l l ; and  wit h  s ong afte r song fl oa ting ou tacross  t hewat er
un d er t he sta rs, a fi tting end is made of a day without re g r et s .



T ENNIS IN TH E NO R TH.

Ap re tty sight  they  a r e, these two, this fai rsummer  morn ing, among
th e dewy bra n c h es of th e ro s e- g arden, all unc onsci ous that a n yone islooki ng at th em, Minna , the daug hte r o f t heh o us e, her whiteh a ndswe t
withflo wers, i s c utt ing  fr es h blossom s for th ebr ea kf ast -tabl e , and
th at  ta ll  fe llow, the Pr ofess or,wh oa t h ome use d  t o getup  o nlywhe nthe c olle g e b ell was  ringing,  ha s  act ua ll y risen  half an hour  e arlier
tha nheneed h a v e done i n order to hold the bas k et forher . Heis n ot
lookin g a t thecos t ly lit tle ci rclet  o f d i a monds s pa rkl in g upon her f ing er, b ut  atthe bri ght dark eyes swim m ing  under the ed geof t h a tdel i gh t ful  s t raw h at, where, doub tless, heis ge tting some fre sh  lightupon th e Gre e k parti cles. For  they are  e ngag e d , M inna and h e, and h e
is comi n g bac k  i n the  au tumn t ocar ry he r offa ndtrans planthe r, lik e
som ebright-p etalled flower, in hisdim ol d col leg e city.
But the re is the  voi ce of ourhos t g reeti ngt hem f romt he  po r ch be low, and the P r of ess o r  c omes forwar d e age rly t o s h ake ha ndswith him. Young
R o ssdhu has driv en d o w n t o s a y th at  some friendsarr iv e d  at thei rhouse
lastnight, a nd his m otherwill b e gladi f  w e  can g o up  to  tennis
a ndlu n cheon t he re 

the greensward--“figures_of eight,”_and Reel o’ Tulloch,_Highland
Schottische and_Highland_Fling. Wilder_and_faster grows the_music,
as the piper_catches the spirit of_the scene, and_faster_and faster
the dancers foot it, with swirling tartans and flying skirts, till,
at a final_blast_of the_screaming_chanter,_the last partners throw
themselves panting_on the grass. Then a_cup of_tea makes a kindly
refreshment and prevents heated throats_from_catching cold, and_the
boat has to be got ready, and the furniture_of the feast stowed away.
Afterwards, as_the clear young_moon_begins_to sparkle in the_sky, the
sail is set once more_and the prow pointed for home._And if the wind
fails, and some rowing_has to be done, the exercise_is good for keeping
off the_chill; and_with song after song floating_out across the_water
under the_stars, a fitting_end is made of a day_without regrets.




TENNIS IN_THE NORTH.


A pretty sight they are,_these_two, this fair_summer_morning,_among
the dewy_branches of the_rose-garden,_all unconscious_that_anyone is
looking at them, Minna, the_daughter_of the house, her white hands wet
with_flowers, is cutting fresh_blossoms_for the breakfast-table, and
that_tall fellow, the Professor, who_at home used to get up_only when
the_college bell_was ringing, has actually risen half an hour earlier
than he need_have done in order to hold_the basket for her._He is_not
looking_at the costly_little_circlet of_diamonds sparkling upon her
finger, but at the_bright dark_eyes swimming under the edge of_that
delightful straw hat, where,_doubtless,_he is getting some fresh light
upon_the Greek particles. For they are_engaged, Minna and he, and_he
is_coming_back in the autumn to_carry her off and transplant her,_like
some bright-petalled flower,_in his dim old college city.

But there_is_the voice of our host greeting_them_from the porch below,
and the Professor_comes_forward_eagerly to shake hands with_him. Young
Rossdhu has driven down to_say that some friends arrived at their house
last night,_and his mother_will be glad if we_can_go_up to tennis
and luncheon there