Golden Road, The

<SPAN name="startofbook"></SPAN> <h1> THE GOLDEN ROAD </h1> <h2> By L. M. Montgomery </h2> <p> TO<br/> THE MEMORY OF<br/> Aunt Mary Lawson<br/> WHO TOLD ME MANY OF THE TALES<br/> REPEATED BY THE<br/> STORY GIRL<br/></p> <p><br/></p> <hr /> <p><SPAN name="link2H_FORE" id="link2H_FORE"></SPAN></p> <h2> FOREWORD </h2> <p>Once upon a time we all walked on the golden road. It was a fair highway, through the Land of Lost Delight; shadow and sunshine were blessedly mingled, and every turn and dip revealed a fresh charm and a new loveliness to eager hearts and unspoiled eyes.</p> <p>On that road we heard the song of morning stars; we drank in fragrances aerial and sweet as a May mist; we were rich in gossamer fancies and iris hopes; our hearts sought and found the boon of dreams; the years waited beyond and they were very fair; life was a rose-lipped comrade with purple flowers dripping from her fingers.</p> <p>We may long have left the golden road behind, but its memories are the dearest of our eternal possessions; and those who cherish them as such may haply find a pleasure in the pages of this book, whose people are pilgrims on the golden road of youth.</p> <p><SPAN name="link2H_4_0002" id="link2H_4_0002"></SPAN></p> <h1> THE GOLDEN ROAD </h1> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />