The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . .. .- w- . I ofW. M. C. .Old Home ofEben S. Coe. of Suncook lake, by Crescent beach,to Berrys Grove. Here the travelerwill like to pause and take a strollthrough the little park, owned atpresent by L. S. Berry, but destined,we trust, to be sometime acquired bythe town and reserved for the perpet-ual delectation of the public. Infront the hills of Deerfield roll upfrom the opposite shore, while fartherwest the Epsom mountains tower ma-jestically. A mile to the south weget glimpses of the cottages of Bick- NO
The Granite monthly : a magazine of literature, history and state progress . .. .- w- . I ofW. M. C. .Old Home ofEben S. Coe. of Suncook lake, by Crescent beach,to Berrys Grove. Here the travelerwill like to pause and take a strollthrough the little park, owned atpresent by L. S. Berry, but destined,we trust, to be sometime acquired bythe town and reserved for the perpet-ual delectation of the public. Infront the hills of Deerfield roll upfrom the opposite shore, while fartherwest the Epsom mountains tower ma-jestically. A mile to the south weget glimpses of the cottages of Bick- NORTH WOOD. 197 fords Grove, not less beautiful thanBerrys. Further to the south we see where the head of the lake with-draws itself behind an island thatlooks as if it had just escaped fromthe jaws of the frowning cliffs thatopen behind it. Here is a region notwithout sublimity, a narrow defile be-tween a precipice hundreds of feethigh on one side and a rapidly de-scending slope on the other. I willtake the liberty of calling this placethe Glen, since the name it has hith-. - i Residence of L. H. Residence of J. Arthur To: - erto borne is unpleasantly suggestiveof other worlds than this. It is abeautiful vale, following up a littlestream that enters the lake at thispoint. It is now somewhat over-grown with bushes and needs the ser-vices of the landscape ago a house and farm were lo-cated in this secluded spot. That theowner should have decided to emi-grate is not so very surprising, con-sidering his remoteness from otherhuman habitations and the characterof the highway. For some lover ofsolitude who does not need too manypersons to whom to whisper that soli-tude is sweet, who looks to naturefor spiritual rather than for materialfood, whose memory is like a cloud- 9 I Residence of Fran* Co ins less air and conscience like a sea atrest, here is one of the most eligibleof abandoned farms. The last occu-pant was probably not of this descrip-tion. A mil
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