A jest the saucy chipmonk flings,
As I go lightly on my way.
As I go lightly on my way
The brook trips by with dancing feet,
And Song and Laughter soft repeat
Their cadence as I watch its play;
And whispers low the wind, and sweet,
As I go lightly on my way.
CHARLES E. JENNEY,
in Country Life in America, September, 1902.
