Herford, Oliver, 1863-1935 · New York, The Century Co. · leaf 97
•, I could have sworn last night there was but one.Which can it be that marks the spot in which my treasure lies ?And looking round, another tree of the same shape and size,Another and another still met his astonished eyes. Then the dreadful truth burst on him. and he stood transfixed with frightIn… … ^M^ 82 When walking in the autumn woods, dear reader, and you passA toadstool lying on its side among the leaves and grass,Think of the little miser elf, for t is a sign that heStill digs for his lost treasure underneath the umbrella-tree.
Children's poetry, American
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