. Beautiful gems from American writers and the lives and portraits of our favorite authors . in us rare memories and as-sociations which are imperishable. Thelowing of cattle coming home at night=fall; the bleating of sheep on the hillsidepastures; the crowing of the cock, areolder than any human speech vvhich nowexists. They were ancient sounds beforeour oldest histories were written. I knowof nothing sweeter to the man who comesout of the heat and noise and dust of thecity in midsummer than to be awakenedon the first morning by that irregulartinkle of bells which accompanies the early proces
. Beautiful gems from American writers and the lives and portraits of our favorite authors . in us rare memories and as-sociations which are imperishable. Thelowing of cattle coming home at night=fall; the bleating of sheep on the hillsidepastures; the crowing of the cock, areolder than any human speech vvhich nowexists. They were ancient sounds beforeour oldest histories were written. I knowof nothing sweeter to the man who comesout of the heat and noise and dust of thecity in midsummer than to be awakenedon the first morning by that irregulartinkle of bells which accompanies the early processions of the cows. One maynever have come nearer a farm than his great-grandfather, but that sound makeshim feel as if he were at home after some long and arduous absence. And one has but to put into his pocket a few of those clever newspapers whichsatirize society people in spirited and well-drawn lines, and carry them into thecountry, to di-scover tha-t the picturesque flees the city and loves the country; sofar, that is, as people are concerned. There is certainly something wrong with. THE OLD WELL-CURB V- ■-■., L
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