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THE HERON IN THE REEDS
'Charles G. D. Roberts
(1860-1943)
Though haying was almost done on the uplands, over the wide, level, treeless meadow-island the heavy grass stood still uncut. The warm wind that drew across it from time to time was burdened with rich summer scents.
The island lay on the quiet river like a beautiful green enamel on blue porcelain. íts shores were fantasti-cally looped with little, sweeping coves and jutting points.
On one oí the little jutting points, stood a tall blue heron balanced motionless on one long leg. Its long,