The Rough Stuff

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Chapter nine, The Rough Stuff.

Into the basking warmth of the day there had crept with the approach of evening that heartening crispness which heralds the advent of autumn.

Already in the valley by the ninth tee some of the trees had begun to try on strange colors in tentative experiment against the coming of nature's annual fancy-dress ball, when the soberest tree casts off its workaday suit of green and plunges into a riot of reds and yellows.