When she reached the second group of plum-trees she saw a scarlet tanager sitting on a telegraph pole--for along the margin of the road, standing among uncut grass and flowers and trees, tall barkless stumps were set, holding the wires on high.

Perhaps they were ugly things, but a tree whose surface is uncut is turned on Nature's lathe; at any rate, to the child the poles were merely a part of the Canadian road, and the scarlet tanager showed its plumage to advantage as it sat on the bare wood.

There was no turning back then; even Sophia would have neglected her morning task to see a tanager! She crept up under it, and the bird, like a streak of red flame, shot forth from the pole, to a group of young pine trees further on.
So Winifred strayed up the road about a quarter of a mile, till she came to the gate of the Harmon garden.

The old house, always half concealed, was quickly being entirely hidden by the massive Curtains the young leaves were so busily weaving.

The tanager turned in here, as what bird would not when it spied a tract of ground where Nature was riotously decking a bower with the products of all the roots and seeds of a deserted garden! There was many a gap in the weather-beaten fence where the child might have followed, but she dare not, for she was in great awe of the place, because the preacher who was said to have died and come to life again lived there.