126 THE NOIiTITEBN MOUNTAINS. 



When we turned out before sunrise next morning, I found 

 myself in perhaps the most charming of all the charming 

 " camps " of these forests. Its owner, the warden, fearing the 

 unliealthy air of the sea-coast, had bought some hundreds 

 of acres up here in the hills, cleared them, and built, or rather 

 was building, in the midst. As yet the house was rudimen- 

 tary. A cottage of precious woods cut off the clearing, stand- 

 ing of course on stilts, contained two rooms, an inner and an 

 outer. There was no glass in the windows, which occupied 

 half tlie walls. Door or shutters, to be closed if the wind 

 and rain were too violent, are all that is needed in a climate 

 where the temperature changes but little, day or night, 

 throughout the year. A table, unpolished, like the wooden 

 walls, but like them of some precious wood; a few chairs 

 or benches, not forgetting, of course, an American rocking- 

 chair ; a shelf or two, with books of law and medicine, and 

 beside them a few good books of devotion ; a press ; a 

 " perch" for hanging clothes for they mildew when kept in 

 drawers ^just such as would have been seen in a mediaeval 

 house in England ; a covered four- post bed, w^ith gauze 

 curtains, indispensable for fear of vampires, mosquitos, and 

 other forest plagues ; these make up the furniture of such a 

 bachelor's camp as, to the man who lives doing good work all 

 day out of doors, leaves nothing to be desired. A\niere is the 

 kitchen ? It consists of half-a-dozen great stones under yonder 



