About this time, I had an experience that taught me that nature is not always kind. One day my teacher and I were returning from a long ramble, the morning had been fine but it was growing warm. When at least we turned our faces homeward two or three times we stopped to rest under a tree by the wayside. Our last halt was under a wild cherry tree, a short distance from the house. The shade was welcome and the tree was so easy to climb that with my teacher’s assistance I was able to scramble to a seat in the branches. It was so cool up in the tree, that Miss Sullivan proposed that we have our lunch there. I promised to keep still while she went to the house to fetch it.

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