Zona Gale

Christmas illustrated Zona Gale

It was in October that Mary Chavan burned over the grass of her lawn, and the flame ran free across the place where in Spring her wild flower bed was made. Two weeks later she had there a great patch of purple violets. And all Old Trail Town, which takes account of its neighbors' flowers, of the migratory birds, of eclipses, and the like, came to see the wonder.