438 TENANTS OF AN OLD FARM. 



avoid doing so. At the end of tliis row of trees the 

 creek and road make a sharp angle or horse-shoe bend, 

 and bring into view the FrankUn Mill. It is a large fine 

 stone structure, set close against the hill and flanked 

 on either side by pretty stone cottages for the work- 

 men. The proprietor's mansion sets upon the crown 

 of the knoll and overlooks the whole pleasing scene. 



It would be hard to find a mill site more charming 

 and romantic than this. The overhanging trees flushed 

 with the growing hues of autumn ; the rippling music 

 of the creek, as it issues adown the deep ravine, 

 mingling gradually with the thud of water-wheels and 

 clatter of machinery ; the shout of a merry group 

 of children jumping the rope before a cottage door ; 

 the sun lying warm and bright in the lap of the beauti- 

 ful glen shut in from all sights and sounds of the 

 outside world — surely the venerable, kind-hearted pro- 

 prietor who looks on such a scene from his house 

 on yonder hummock, must feel that the lines have 

 fallen to him in pleasant places ! 



We had taken this walk one day over the wilhering 

 autumnal fields, among the rustling leaves, through 

 the smell of wood-mold — how sweet to the forester ! — 

 along the beetling banks of shady ("rum Creek, for 

 the purpose of seeing the process of paper-making. 

 Our next Conversation touched those natural paper- 

 makers, the wasps ; and some of our circle wished to 

 draw a comparison — or will it be a contrast ? — between 

 the human and the insect methods. We are not to 

 lead our readers through the details of the process as 



