Old Concord, her highways and byways; . to be omniverous readers, judg-ing by the returns of the librarian. To be born inConcord, presupposes a love of books, and thefirst inhalations of the air, it is said, introduce ayearning for the infinite; two or three years more,and the urchin in knickerbockers, or the littlemaid in a pinafore, trudges serenely down the smallwalk from the street, clambers over the steps, anddemands with a tiny but wholly self-possessedvoice, the chosen book at the librarians desk ! It stands like a beacon on some slender prom-ontory, observes our companion. With the lif
Old Concord, her highways and byways; . to be omniverous readers, judg-ing by the returns of the librarian. To be born inConcord, presupposes a love of books, and thefirst inhalations of the air, it is said, introduce ayearning for the infinite; two or three years more,and the urchin in knickerbockers, or the littlemaid in a pinafore, trudges serenely down the smallwalk from the street, clambers over the steps, anddemands with a tiny but wholly self-possessedvoice, the chosen book at the librarians desk ! It stands like a beacon on some slender prom-ontory, observes our companion. With the life of both roads surging up againstit, we add as we come out and pause a momentin the little park to look up at the building. Yes; and then each tide goes its way with its Her and Byzvays. 89 human interests purified and strengthened becauseof this watch-tower. After lifes fitful fever theman who thought enough of his fellows to erect it,must sleep well, their benisons in his ears. Down shadowy Sudbury Street we pass quietly,. MR. FRENCHS STUDIO, WHERE THE MINUTE MAN WAS MODELED. cross the railroad track, between sweet-scented,smiling meadows, follow the curve for a short dis-tance till we reach a low gray cottage with lat-tice window and broad porch, half concealed underspreading apple boughs. Off to the right stretchfertile fields; in front is the ancestral home. Here 90 Old Concord. the young artist wisely built his studio in tlie midstof influences best calculated to make the divineart within him grow to its highest his fellow townsmen recoonized the messaorethat the young worker had for them, and proudlythey intrusted to him their greatest was the Minute Man breathed into the clay,till the rough block spoke and told the story of ourfathers struggle for a home and a country. Continuing on the road toward Walden Pondwe are presently entangled in a thick growth ofshrubbery, through which the faintest trace of apath is visible. Here t
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