SERIOUS REFLECTYoNs.

THE LAST LEAF OF THE FORES


A Fragment.
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1t was the end of autumn, and my foot
fastled among the dead leaves that strewed
she path. cast my eyes up to an aged oak
ulat stretched its giant limbs in many a fan
'aStic form over my head. 1t was the lord
oi the forest looked at it again and again;
que ieat still remained on one sole hanging
orshch; 1t struggled in vain to get free. A
,resher gust of wind came up the valley
sue tiny tootstalk gave way--it separated
ION the branch--and the last leaf of the
se1ese feli at my feet. gazed at it half sor.
,o"iuliy; twas not like its companions tina,
.ay near; no, it was still fresh as the green