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INSECT TROGLODYTES. 



One of our favorite walks, during these autumu days, 

 leads across the meadow, down the hill-slope, over the 

 brooklet, and so, by a rocky steep beyond, through a 

 thick woods to the banks of Crum creek. On the oc- 

 casion of which I am now to write my companion was 

 an elderly clerical friend, the Eev. Dr. Goodman. The 

 Doctor is a noble example of the old-time clergyman. 

 His tall, sturdy frame, scarcely bowed by his seventy 

 years, is always robed in becoming black, iiever, in any 

 contingency, omitting the indispensable dress-coat. His 

 full curly white hairs fall upon his neck beneath a 

 broad-brimmed black hat, a compromise between the 

 Quaker pattern and a Yankee wide-awake. His strong, 

 benignant face is clean-shaved, andhis well-turned chin, 

 just verging upon the " double," is lifted above a broad, 

 white choker, between the wide-apart points of an old- 

 fiishioned standing collar. In these latter days his 

 waistcoat has expanded somewhat above a growing 

 rotundity, and beneath it a goodly fobchain protrudes. 

 The gold watch to which it dangles, and the portly 

 gold-headed cane which he carries, are both the gifts 

 of his warmly-attached parishioners. His salary is 

 modest enough, though somcAvhat more generous than 



Goldsmith's pai'son, "passing rich with forty pounds a 



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