Find three expressive phrases in The Loner that are used to give the impression of fall or autumn. 2-5 wrds
The Loner
1) Beyond him the road climbed another hill and upon the crest spruce trees bent in the wind and shadows spread like dark water seeping from the mountainside. The ruffled edges of the clouds had turned gold and for a moment it seemed that the whole world had become golden, the dried slopes about him reflecting the coming sunset. He was used to being out of doors at all hours but he had never seen anything like this and he stood, swaying wearily, caught by its splendor. In the distance, off to his right, a herd of deer driven from the higher ridges by the first signs of winter, moved slowly across the bronze grass. Except for birds, they were the first signs of life he had seen in days of struggling through this country, and suddenly the enormity of the space around him and the loneliness of its silence became more than he could stand and he found himself running toward the animals, leaving the road and scrambling over sun-scorched pastureland in a fury of haste.

2) "Wait!" he called, fighting through bushes and hillocks. "Wait!" he shouted foolishly with all his strength, his voice carrying through the thin air. The deer poised for a moment and then faded into the landscape. He watched them go, still calling frantically and running toward them. They were alive and at this moment he needed to be near something living, something besides endless stretches of hills and plains.

3) When he realized they were gone, his breath began to come in long shaking sobs. The reserve strength he had called on in trying to reach them left him and he fell headlong on the earth beside a cluster of pale-gold serviceberry bushes. The impact knocked the air out of him and he lay without moving, his tear-streaked face pressed into the rough dry grass.

4) Finally the boy tried to raise his body, his shaggy brown hair falling over his eyes. He couldn't go any farther. He was through, finished, beaten. How long had it been since he left the potato fields and started off on his own across this unfamiliar country? How many rides had he hitched on the highway? Which way was he headed now? How many meals had he made on berries and the raw potatoes he carried in his pockets? He didn't know. He didn't care. Nothing mattered now.

5) He lay quietly until the sobs began again, deep and racking. Above him the sky turned from gold to dark blue and the clouds drifted to the south. He burrowed deeper into the earth, rolling his body into a ball against the bushes, the weariness spreading through him like a soothing syrup. He cried himself out and slowly his hands relaxed and his eyes closed. Like a small animal seeking the warmth of the earth, he pressed his face against the grass and slept.
"I've been thinking all day about a name," she said. "Seems to me you ought to pick one out for yourself. There's a lot of fine names in the Bible here."

The boy knew what the Bible was. There had been men who came to the pickers' camps on Sundays, and read out of the Bible to anyone who would listen.

"I decided the best way was to let you hold the Bible and turn to wherever you want. Then put your finger on the page and we'll see what it says."

He took the book and held it between his hands. The cover was of smooth leather and there were gold letters across the front of it. He hesitated, thinking of Raidy. He wished she could be here now to see him get a name, his own name.

Opening the book, he pressed the pages flat on his knees. Then he placed his finger on a place and held it there. Boss covered his finger with her large one and took the book. For a minute she didn't say anything.

The boy couldn't stand the waiting. "What does it say?" he asked.

Her voice was very low. "You turned to First Samuel, Chapter sixteen. And put your finger on these words, 'Send me David thy son, which is with the sheep!' "

"That means my name is David?"

She shut the book slowly. 'It's a fine name . . ."

He was curious. "Who was he?"

"A shepherd," Boss said. "A very brave and loyal shepherd. When he was only a boy in charge of his father's flock, he risked his life to protect his sheep."

"How?" The boy wanted to know all there was to know about this David whose name he would be taking.

"One day when the sheep were grazing, a hungry lion snatched one out of the flock and ran off with it. David went after him and took the sheep right out of his mouth. The lion turned on him then and David killed it with his bare hands."

"Wow! He sure was brave, wasn't he?"

Boss nodded. "He was. But what I like best about the story is that he didn't stop to think about the danger when one of his sheep was gone. They were in his care and he knew he had to protect them. That's what a shepherd's for, to look out for his sheep even if it means risking his own life. You could be very proud of a name like that but you'd also have a lot to live up to." 10pts plz hurry ASAP