longing -- did I wish to lift myself above
the earth and fly into the bland blue
air!

I came to a hollow where there was
a wonderful greenness over everything,
and I said to myself that I would be
bewitched at last. I would dance and
whirl and call till, perhaps, some kind
of a creature as wild and wicked and
wonderful as I, would come out of the
woods and join me. So I forgot about
the fresh linen frock, and wreathed my-
self with wild grape-vine; I cared noth-
ing for my fresh braids and wound
trillium in my hair; and I ceased to re-
member my new shoes, and whirled
around and around in the leafy mould,
singing and shouting.

I grew madder and madder. I seemed
not to be myself at all, but some sort
of a wood creature; and just when the
trees were looking larger than ever they
did before, and the sky higher up, a
girl came running down from a sort of
embankment where a tornado had made
a path for itself and had hurled some
great chestnuts and oaks in a tumbled
mass. The girl came leaping down the