Show r am am 4 U a e 14 11 41 fa 4 T WAS a farm houstle colonial time built before architect architects were about it wj broad oad at the bottom but bro atiat the top with eaves swallows could nest in comia force and the reached a in so low to the ground that ave aae myself ridden off the rearae from the tile big chimney and andi died lied into a snowdrift snow dritt and noie noi e worse for it mere there bere w ere knolles in those dayal almost to eaves them selves and ose eaves god bless them i there were w halle a hearts arts and there were also doughnuts in piles ana and pumpkin pies in rows roans and there e other corn com forts for fol no one bad had then ana and we were in no danger from et el good food when we me got cold outdoors we id go inside and be warmed internally the lias as painted red for thit waa was the warm AA arm coleite colo e tte tt e me file in the chimney and I 1 I 1 now no othea othe noon on why all 0 old time farm houses A w ere of t color only the front was alas white and there ereen blinds I 1 think it was naas the fashion and time never 4 was wag when anyone would be mi out fashion i athlon in noa norta tors and radicals ladi cals rushion you must know Is simply doing khahera ANh ahers do and not bothering your head about and nd bellei believing ing 4 what others believe with alth just little trouble to yourself it Is a beautiful liff keeping us all alike for what might come ofray oft no two ever eier did the same thing or believed bellev edl same thing or wore the same mine coat or for tb loved the same person tl TI e old time pie had a rea noll for the catechism it v w as a gone g one it kept them all tg together ether like a belim nowadays there are some who would even tv away the dictionary and spell the lord knopow just aa as each one pleases I 1 over the double door reached ehg arms of a great butternut do you know thee flies no tree in all till the world so as a bettt its arm arms are fire like tho hose thoe e of oc a father and it inot stingy F trait about it then you should II 11 its I 1 aeve have in september end and hear of a night anul nu falling off anc or two or three at a ti oloti on the roof eat rat tat tats tat until our dreams fu I 1 of the joys of rf the morning or for tl at her even of the puddings which should come it when the meath were enough to fill A 6 big bov boates ye indeed I 1 a butte butternut mut pudding with a of cider la Is good even in dreamland aroland to the ll 11 of the house was an orchard where peal main iii grew some of the trees leaned ahat we could walk up op them and alt sit with the bi I 1 I 1 when a boy knew a robin so 60 well dat her nest within five feet of me while rhile I 1 ofed and talked to her to the me side of the stood a fine grove oc basswood ba eswood in which wei fifty hives of bees la in two long houses two row romil each house tl TI ere Is nothing so wonderful la in world as an 7 apple orchard in blossom it ls for worship the trees are tire and hear their arm arms come low dou down ir to the ground as f reaching caching after us what wealth of blossom I 1 this no tion of niggardliness ah clellow I 1 see the old grandmother in her chair on len the petals caine down dm ta in a great shower addid lovingly on oil I 1 er white hair and the best ie le 0 her lier also nature loed them the nas mas a sweet fitness and w A I 1 en we boa bo s came t their side and brought tire ripest peal pea mains aln s sn adv sleet and otherwise vige identified identie 7 d them th in wah the fruit it was out of our hearts heartt but hof ho shall I 1 ever get to new 1 tears lears at this rate ml I 1 am on not bet et I 1 balc alt around the house and and my gull s I 1 will III not ler let rne me I 1 on to see things ind indhar ha things AN when hen the happen ie Is well akell enough 1 ila to haie hale tn in one a self and arid be able to cal car them ut lit f the memory that is worth R orth the tile ahil Us better tl an any phonograph I 1 4 TI biere ere was an offset in abe ulf just beyond the tile harvest 1 bear ear all and this was ass where ere the little mother hat ha 1 1 let er pinks and poppe ca and bachelor buttong Ut tong and cinn cinnamo ninn i roses hn JOI nnie jump ups Ps it was a place of marvelous baut and of nork ork of tl at I 1 can t stife but it was delicious in the earia ear morning afore the day was aas on a gri hron and again after rundown you should have seen the little mother and grai ny Will firns or some other one go gogg bg about this treasure island in the mi 0 t 0 oath f tha world ah ali this I 1 and ui kh that I 1 it ita spinella sp snI iella ellS uke like a fresh aoun babe laid said cranny willaid Wil IvIl laing laii indeed bald mald the little in her ther but I 1 I 1 1 I not thought of that but as likely as not for it na aff a soft pinkish 1 beloi then she snuff at it like any professor examining a new chemical ta liture all the time sh was uns gat gathering berl in her apron dropped rose leaves and poppy leavea to press between the leases leanes of the big bibie bible A little dotan the slope IV the vegetable garden of my father full of long narrow beds all turned over each year by the spade and the spine oh lord I 1 but 3 et I 1 have the memory of it in my back why had they not thought of gardens to be fur rowed by horle horsepower power but they had not I 1 think because they were yet too full of old england and a yankee was mas after all the most imitative creature in tl e world lie ile shook his flat fist and wagged his tongue tile e the great bell at MOSCOW at the world englishman but for all that he was himself english both in his stomach and in his heid he ile not only spaded his garde bardene gardene but he be took his snuff like an englishman and he built his fence after an english pattern what els elst could why he had so many btttle bards about our house and built our house close down by the road As it if we were ere crowded into a little island and had not room enough to turn around in we are more independent now ant an 1 really are getting some notions of our own but then our house stood only a atones tone s throw from the highway and there was uns a little bex box of a aard ard in front and th s was full of locust trees and honey suckles and there at night the honey moths would come and play high spy in the blossoms george III our great real gray cat woul I 1 sit down to look 1001 at one that came too near for what was tt ft a bird or a butterfly and like all of us he was a bif bitof of a naturalist he ile liked very cry much to cl ii fy the world but never nener I 1 esita hesitated ted to put the chole est specimens in his stomach which 1 is 1 I see the way may with other scientists ts they will eat a as quick as a pig 1 but you should I 1 ave seen the sturt loDS ions as they grew la in rows all about the vegetable beds Ws for or our father also had an eye to beauty did he not set hollyhocks all about his corn fields then when athen the great stalks of crimson and gold stood up in simmer and the folk that went by te to church stopped to look with admiration he said sak truly one shall not live by bread broad alone atom and he lie liked best those neighbors who loot 1001 ed the longest as a the little mother liked best those who ata ate moat most of her goodies the saffron and din and ara the rue and rosemary and carraway and tennel and find the mints grew by the brook that ran down beck buck of the house and garden and indeed there were also more of these herbs that stood to tle place t f a family doctor indeed you nony look but it was not so bad an exchange and as for the notions they may have been no worse orse than the guesses guess of the profession daya ls there Is no good livin where here there am re no brooks and this was a brook of the first water it bubbled out of a rocky hollow bollow some little secret cavern eavern and then it laughed and tumbled for half a mile before it got over its fun the little mother ln irl summer would walk with ua us there and she would sometimes say now let ua us go father over to the gien glen where the bigger brook Is and the ferns and tie tl e hhazel and the yellow birch and the bead drops oh tt it was as glor teo tuni cut but at night after work the dear father would come carev from the field and say let ua alm nil till go for strawberries then eh cill but hp cin mn I 1 tell you such delicious jo s you know of wild strawberries much less do you know the delight of creeping about al out tie tl e meadows and flown down by the stumps in the pastures while the bobolink wl astles and the brooks gurgled as we gathje 1 the long stems tl at lay lovingly against the grass NN lit re are AN we e I 1 had no business out f season and in to take vou on through snow banks to pick strawberries but tig US such a the mem ory pi avs m NN e N will III get got at once bpck to the I 1 ouse the front door as jou ou see opens jast just in the mid die ile in I 1 alves and from that the hall runs back as t as a puritan s nose rigl rigi t through every thil thit g till it lands in the big kitchen and the two I 1 alves of the door swing open separate I 1 know not why uby it was unless tt it were an inheritance from pioneer days when ailien it u as xa bell ell to be able to look out and parley a little before opening the way for an indian rush so at any rate all the dlois in those d days tys li were ere cut across the middle la in the th big aard ard was vas the woodshed and that eft full of piles of wood as dry as tinder it was the comfort of winter and the very cry right arm of a successful home from the woodshed we all went kicking first the dirt from our boots into the great living thing room where we were all together over this door was twined with care a great bittersweet and all over the stone curb of the well was mas a wild white flowering clematis father gald said the little priestess aa as well to cult cultivate hato the beautiful and enjoy it why ejk A mould it a all 11 be shut up in books it Is so vo said my father god made the world and he put the flowers here as well as the potatoes I 1 have no patience with those who do not follow god to be sure said my little mother and the weeds are here to teach us diligence and pa tience but the quack said my father that might as well be left out and the burdocks said she are excellent for beer and the leavel leave are good for draughts droughts perhaps it if we could see it said he all things are good its MS tot for us tomake to make the best of everything said she sheon and as our jim came up she put her band hand on his arm and on mine and then said slowly a world in which we nae can make beautiful boys and girls if first we ourselves are tire right what more could we vie ask 2 and the birds ah all but you should have seen how they nested about that house they will eat all the cherries said my uncle george and he rapped his cane lustily on the floor of the porch but our father smiled and said let us count them all into our family and plant tor for them also when we plant so he put in a few rows roas of peas more and said they them are for the orioles and a dozen cherry trees down doun by tl e fence were tor for the robins and tor for the cedar birds who have a cherry tooth then he went up to the woods edge nearby fhe the big beeches wl ere there were wild cherries and into these he put scions of finer sorts for the birds my boys so the robins and the bluebirds and the wrens and indigo birds and the gold find finel es and the catbirds ind all other sorts of thrushes and finches riches fi and I 1 can t tell 5 3 ou oil how mana a more came to us and they filled the trees with nesti and they paid for all they took in song and helpful labor and a rob n built its nest to in the window seat of his bedroom and sang to him in the morning while he lay in his bed ah ali yee yes they worked well together my father and the birds the barn was not tar far away tibi not decent I 1 said the little mother there should I 1 be je shade for the cows coms and the pigs and the hens you are right little mother said my father and he be brocht a load of willow sticks and arid he planted then them all the way around the bam barn and its yard and these grew and throve mightily and at last they were a great grove that hung all over the barn and I 1 lid id it the little mother said did I 1 not tell you and then she drew the breath coolly through one corner of her mouth as she surveyed eyed the transformation indeed you did little moth er you said it and no one would have done it had you not an ani 1 the hens cackled their delight and the cows at night lay down faring facing the moon as it sifted in between the leaves and all aty diy they were nicely comforted from the sun and old D dilsy ditsy went to the tub to drink she would look up betA een Neen sips as it if to say the lord be praised tor for this shady yard A true barnyard Is a delightful fight ful place full of peace and love ellah he the collie comes and puts her head through the gate once an hour and surN surveying eying matters say says yes all Is as it should be all is correct then she goes back to run along where A here jim and I 1 and our father are at work in the orchard or it if it be and it really isor Is or it ought to be bew years day she looks in at the kitchen window and waits till we open the tire door that she may curl up by the fire but george III gets up on his hind feet to the door latch ani ant rattles it and alen tl en waits till we let I 1 im lin in A true cat Is bialt human ah ali if it but if tt ey could once get articulation abat would come if tf it it Is well that they cannot for they would rout out and dispossess half or more mort of the human sort ort so witt ilith quack and thistles and ond talking cats and collie dogs we should be made either alser or 1 filed olt off come said my uncle george let us make our new lears ears call in those d dis is it was naas not et forgotten to be neighborly and once a bear ear we alt all expected to look in on each other and bleik bread or at least cut cake and we ave sat down to a bit of gossip at aid d ex excl clanged anaed news ind when it was inas over everybody knew all about everybody else and was no need at all te to print it but I 1 shall tell you nothing at all about it it was our own business busine and we aae were simple folks and aon 5 on who live today have your big notions a and nd your new ways and you laugh too cas ly so our new I 1 tear ear s day went avent by in its own homely way an I 1 we hid had our calls and we went home at night and rubbed our hinds and our stomachs and were con coil tent not one ef of us ua envied your telephones and telegraphs and ott tl fir r knich knacks ks or ever gave them a thought bress e ss t tl e lord enough Is enough and it Is net likely you have any more idea of balat will be about a hundred years vears from now indeed in iced I 1 tl it ini they m will III cill I 1 ion ou qa images ia 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