Lesson Three Text Then we went up the winding (12)footpath under the tall hickory trees,a place where I used to come with him when I was a little boy to hunt squirrels.But that had been nearly thirty years ago.And through the years,from time to time, (13 I had walked over the rugged mountain slope and there was never a path on it until my father had made this one. It was a pretty little footpath under the high canopy of hickory,walnut,and oak leaves. We could not see the sky above our heads
Lesson Three Text Then we went up the winding (12) footpath under the tall hickory trees, a place where I used to come with him when I was a little boy to hunt squirrels. But that had been nearly thirty years ago. And through the years, from time to time, (13) I had walked over the rugged mountain slope and there was never a path on it until my father had made this one. It was a pretty little footpath under the high canopy of hickory, walnut, and oak leaves. We could not see the sky above our heads
Lesson Three Text In front of me walked the little man who once walked so fast I had to run to follow him.But time had now slowed him,and much hard labor had bent his shoulders.(14 His breath did not come as easily as it used to,for he stopped twice,and leaned on (15)his cane to rest. "Remember how we used to come here to hunt squirrels?The morning wind in August was so good to breathe.And in October when the rabbits were fat and the frosts
Lesson Three Text In front of me walked the little man who once walked so fast I had to run to follow him. But time had now slowed him, and much hard labor had bent his shoulders. (14) His breath did not come as easily as it used to, for he stopped twice, and leaned on (15) his cane to rest. “Remember how we used to come here to hunt squirrels? The morning wind in August was so good to breathe. And in October when the rabbits were fat and the frosts
Lesson Three Text had come and the hickory leaves had turn yellow and when the October winds blew they rustled (16)the big leaves from the trees and they fell like yellow raindrops to the ground!Those were good days,Jesse!" “s that what you wanted to show me?”I asked. "Oh,no,no,"he said as he began to climb the slope that rose abruptly toward the sky.The pines on top of the mountain above us looked as if the fingers of their long boughs were fondling a white cloud
Lesson Three Text had come and the hickory leaves had turn yellow and when the October winds blew they rustled (16) the big leaves from the trees and they fell like yellow raindrops to the ground! Those were good days, Jesse!” “Is that what you wanted to show me?” I asked. “Oh, no, no,” he said as he began to climb the slope that rose abruptly toward the sky. The pines on top of the mountain above us looked as if the fingers of their long boughs were fondling a white cloud
Lesson Three Text "Why do you take the path straight (17 up?"I asked. "Look at these other paths!What are they doing here?" Within the distance of a few yards,several paths left the main path and circled around the slope,climbing the mountain gradually. “All paths go to the same place,”he answered. "Then why take the steep one?"I asked. “I'll explain later,”he gasped. My curiosity was aroused.(18 I thought he had found a new kind of wild grass,or a
Lesson Three Text “Why do you take the path straight (17) up?” I asked. “Look at these other paths! What are they doing here?” Within the distance of a few yards, several paths left the main path and circled around the slope, climbing the mountain gradually. “All paths go to the same place,” he answered. “Then why take the steep one?” I asked. “I’ll explain later,” he gasped. My curiosity was aroused. (18) I thought he had found a new kind of wild grass, or a
Lesson Three Text new kind of tree.For I remembered the time he found a coffee tree in our woods.It is,as far as (19 I know, the only one of its kind growing in our country. We finally reached the tall straight pines whose branches reached toward the blue depth of sky,for the white cloud was now gone.It was a small clearing of not more than three-fourths of an acre in the heart of this wilderness right on the mountaintop
Lesson Three Text new kind of tree. For I remembered the time he found a coffee tree in our woods. It is, as far as (19) I know, the only one of its kind growing in our country. We finally reached the tall straight pines whose branches reached toward the blue depth of sky, for the white cloud was now gone. It was a small clearing of not more than three-fourths of an acre in the heart of this wilderness right on the mountaintop