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The river Charles. Mrs. Emma Endicott Marean. To-day we have our first spring walk. It is a short one, hardly more than down to the river, but it is pleasant to note the deepening green of the grass, and still more pleasant to watch for a moment the gentle river itself, rippling here and there, but seeming unconscious of the broadening bay and the ocean not far distant. A single white-shirted, bare-armed rower glides past us in his slender boat, while the red-tipped oars drop vivid beads of color into the water. As we look down from the street above a wave of indignation and shame takes away the momentary delight. Why has our river been so neglected? Why is it not to-day what surely it must become in the future, a chief ornament of our city? To-day it is at its height and the waves glimmer and glance in the afternoon sunlight, as if trying to promise beauty and refreshing to an undeserving city, if only the chance be given. Nothing is more eternal than a river. Wildern