Old Concord, her highways and byways; . THE HEMLUCKS. though Mr. Thoreau told it to me; and here insome instances the trees stand leaning over theriver stretching out tlieir arms as if about to plungein headlong. We debark, and leave our small canoe fast tothe sloping shore that runs down from the grounds. THE AT EGG KUCK. Her Highicays and Byivays. 11 7 belonging to the Old Manse, to resume the phae-ton once more. The weather-beaten house, homeof the Puritan pastor, and, for a brief space, theshelter of the great romancer who lingered withinits then venerable walls, while he recorde


Old Concord, her highways and byways; . THE HEMLUCKS. though Mr. Thoreau told it to me; and here insome instances the trees stand leaning over theriver stretching out tlieir arms as if about to plungein headlong. We debark, and leave our small canoe fast tothe sloping shore that runs down from the grounds. THE AT EGG KUCK. Her Highicays and Byivays. 11 7 belonging to the Old Manse, to resume the phae-ton once more. The weather-beaten house, homeof the Puritan pastor, and, for a brief space, theshelter of the great romancer who lingered withinits then venerable walls, while he recorded theirold-time quaintness and wrote them into fame,looks as if Time had a]\va3^s claimed it for hisown, holding the refusal before all other tenants. Between two tall gateposts of unhewn stone,so opens the Mosses from an old Manse (the gateitself having long fallen from its hinges at someunknown epoch) we beheld the gray front of theold parsonage, terminating the vista of an avenueof black ash trees. ... The wheeltrackleading to the door, as well as the whole breadthof the avenue, was almost overo-rown with dainty mouthfuls to two or three vagrantcows and an old white horse who had his own liv-ing to pick up along the roadside. As the avenue looked then, so now it presentsthe same


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