REVERIES. 25 
Such was the experience and opportunities had by 
this youth before he attained the age of fifteen. Is it a 
surprise then that when a score of years had been ad- 
ded to his fifteen that he should love to recall the days 
of his youth, or that the inherited love of dogs and 
guns should still claim its strong hold on him? 
These little scenes and incidents of boyhood are re- 
cited, the writer feeling that they will recall pleasant 
memories to the mind of the reader, and place him 
temporarily back, to the scenes of his childhood, that 
like Hood he will say : 
“* T remember, I remember, 
The house where I was born, 
The little window where the sun 
Came peeping in at morn ; 
He never came too soon, 
Nor brought too long a day ; 
But now, I often wish the nights 
Had borne my breath away. 
I remember, I remember, 
The fir trees, dark and high, 
I used to think their slender spires 
Were close against the sky. 
It was childish ignorance, 
But now ’tis little joy 
To know I’m farther off from heaven, 
Than when I was a boy.” 
