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Thoughts of Vermont
by Sinclair Lewis

The Apple Wagon
by Wayne Kelly

Cider Ha'd and Sweet
by Daryle Thomas

The Trees of Autumn
In Pursuit of Excellence

IN THE FARMHOUSE KITCHEN:
Home From the Orchard
Apple and Pumpkin Recipes

VERMONT VERSES
October in Vermont

GARDENING:
October Gardening Tips
by Leonard Perry

VERMONT BY HAND
Gay Ellis, Finds Success With Bold Garments
by Kirt Zimmer

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Going South for the Winter

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October in Vermont

by Daniel L. Cady
THE clump of maples on the hill,
And this one near the door,
Seem redder, quite a lot, this year
Than last, or year before;
I wonder if it's jest because
I love the Old State more!

If there was any poppies left,
I guess they'd jest be vexed
To see the hillsides all on fire
Without the least pretext;
Sometimes I think I'm in this world,
And sometimes in the next.

Jest look! the woods are made of trees,
Instead of wholesale green;
Jest see the "wine glass elms" stand out,
With hemlocks in between;
Jest see the birch flags on their staffs
So long and white and clean!

From Killington and Sterling peaks
The flames are pouring down;
The ferns below the pasture woods
Are scorched and dead and brown;
The shoemake fire-bugs set the blaze
I heered last night in town.

It's kinder more than folks can stand,
This beauty, every year;
The eye that's full can see no more
Until it drops a tear;
It's hard to tell jest where you are,
In paradise or here.