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Buddie had walked a long way from the Stork before it occurred to her / that she had forgotten to inquire of him the way to the Corner: it was / just possible he knew. But it was too far to go back; so she kept on / in the hope of coming to the Corner or some path leading to it. This / hope was soon realized. A very plain opening in the wall of fir-trees / disclosed itself, and another sign-board gave information that _this_ / was the way to the Corner. Strange she had not noticed it when she / passed that way a little while before!
It proved a pleasant path to follow, especially after it drew away from / the swamp and began to climb a little ridge. The Christmas trees gave / place to birches and poplars, and sweet-smelling Canada balsam, and / other trees that prefer hard ground to swamp land; a white-throated / sparrow, which seemed to be traveling Buddie's way, sang every minute / or two his happy little song; and a brook, which was traveling the / other way, gurgled something that sounded like: "What's the use of / going uphill when it is so much pleasanter to go down?"