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"From dawn to gloaming, and from dark to dawn, / Dreams the unvoiced, declining Michaelmas. / O'er all the orchards where a summer was / The noon is full of peace, and loiters on. / The branches stir not as the light airs run / All day; their stretching shadows slowly pass / Through the curled surface of the faded grass, / Telling the hours of the cloudless sun. " / J. F. H.
The last golden days of summer had come, and the Acadien farmers were rejoicing in a bountiful harvest. Day by day huge wagons, heaped high with grain, were driven to the threshing-mills, and day by day the stores of vegetables and fruit laid in for the winter were increased in barn and store-house.