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diminishing" survivors always attend to 

 the last duty with scrupulous exactness. 

 It is all that they are able to d<;. 



Shades of our goodly forefathers for- 

 bid that strangers should possess our 

 heritage ! Here in these sacred hills is 

 the last remaining nursery of the pure 

 indigenous native type. Here are the 

 old houses, the old furniture, the old 

 methods and manners ; the straight- 

 backed chairs, the towering clocks, the 

 mammoth chimney places, the elaborate 

 carvings, the warming pans, the and- 

 irons, the candles and the snuffers. 



Foreigners have never yet ventured in. 

 Even a negro is a living curiosity. Let 

 us jealously preserve the few last re- 

 maining acres of our New England hill 

 country and colonize them, not with un- 

 sympathetic Scandinavians and French- 

 Canadians, but with Summer cottagers 

 who are proud to recognize the kinship 

 of the Yankee pioneers who peopled 

 these delectable though rugged lands. 

 Then; indeed, in the near future, will 

 there be Dulcet Days for the Hamp- 

 shire Hills. 



THE WINCED JIELCRAMME (IR DOHSON. 



