noon
Try it , my dear readers , if ever ye be nervous -- I will answer for its success . June 25th . -- What a glowing glorious day ! Summer in its richest prime , noon in its most sparkling brightness , little white clouds dappling the deep blue sky , and the sun , now partially veiled , and now bursting through them with an intensity of light ! It would not do to walk to-day , professedly to walk , -- we should be frightened at the very sound ! and yet it is probable that we may be beguiled into a pretty long stroll before we return home . We are going to drive to the old house at Aberleigh , to spend the morning under the shade of those balmy firs , and amongst those luxuriant rose trees , and by the side of that brimming Loddon river .