... field-path between the two homes, so long disused that it was now barely visible in its fringing grasses and star-dust of buttercups. Where it ran into the spruce grove was a tiny gate which Miss Corona had always kept in good repair, albeit it was never used. Juliet pushed up the rusty hasp and ran through. ... — Lucy Maud Montgomery Short Stories, 1902 to 1903 • Lucy Maud Montgomery