THE OUTDOOR WORLD. 



THE SUN WAS SHINING THROUGH THE GROVE 



STOOD 



IN WHICH THE FARMHOUSE 



scenes of former days, and prolonged 

 absence from such scenes in a large 

 city and in an arid treeless wilderness, 

 redoubled the interest and pleasure 

 which I felt, and I was seized with 

 an irresistible desire to get pictures of 

 nearly everything that 1 saw. 1 often 

 pity those who have not spent a part 

 of childhood's days on a farm, for it 

 seems that they have lost something 

 that they can never get anywhere else 

 or at any other time. It is one of our 

 natural rights to spend part of our 

 time with Nature, the oldest, yet the 

 best and most up-to-date teacher. I 

 know by experience that there is much 

 hard drudgery on a farm, but I believe 

 that one is full}' paid for it in later 

 years, no matter what profession he 

 may follow. The happy hours that I 

 spent on this western ranch, paid me 



for man}- days of hard labor in former 

 years. 



We stopped at the barn and inquired 

 of the good-natured foreman of the 

 ranch, where we could find a good 

 camping-place. We were told that the 

 best place was just across the river. 

 We then drove through an avenue of 

 tall shade-trees in front of the enclos- 

 ure in which stood the fine cottage 

 which was occupied by the owner of 

 the ranch. Between the house and the 

 river was an open spot, part of which 

 was low and wet. Here cat-tails and 

 watercress grew in abundance. I 

 jumped out of the wagon and pulled 

 up a large bunch of the latter which 

 furnished a fine relish for our evening 

 meal by the camp-fire. 



When crossing the ford we stopped 

 in the middle of the stream to let the 



ON THE OPPOSITE SIDE OF THE RIVER THE BLOOMING CLEMATIS SEEMED TO 



FORM A FAIRY BOWER INDEED 



