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size of Dublin Pond, nestling at the north of 

 Monadnock. Over it, beyond a multitude of 

 farms, groves, and hills, Monadnock cut into the 

 sky as the commanding feature of the sleepy 

 landscape. This combination of lake and moun- 

 tain was the most beautiful view Wachusett 

 gave us. Although the summit of the moun- 

 tain remained springlike, the lowlands along 

 the Nashua River were burned deeply with the 

 brand of summer. Early flowers had gone, 

 later ones were going. Migrant birds had 

 mainly gone by, and the dry z-z-z-z-z-z-z-z of the 

 blackpoll warbler wore on the edge of one's 

 temper much as the song of the harvest fly does 

 in its season. There are many pleasant views 

 from the Fitchburg train as it hurries along from 

 the valley of the Nashua across that of the 

 Assabet and Musketaquid to that of the Charles : 

 Wachusett across the vale of Leoininster, As- 

 sabet water at Concord Junction, the meadows 

 of the Sudbury above Concord, the level fields 

 which Emerson loved, Fairhaven Hill and 

 Walden Pond where Thoreau studied life and 

 its mysteries, Stony Brook, the Charles at Wal- 

 tham, Waverley Oaks ; and then, across the 

 Belmont marshes, Memorial and Mt. Auburn 

 Towers, the emblems of eager life and the rest 

 which eager life has no need to fear. 



