58 FROM A NEW ENGLAND HILLSIDE. 



not so very cold after all, though the ther 

 mometer was at five degrees above zero (it 

 was at six degrees below, this morning), 

 until we reached the hospitable portal of 

 Madame Liquidambar, which Mademoiselle 

 quickly opened to us. 



And there we found a fire of logs blaz 

 ing upon the hearth, around which we all 

 gathered, and the Troubadour discovered a 

 guitar, which he strung, and upon which he 

 played while he sang the song of Suzette, 

 and then another and another and another, 

 until it was quite time for us to start if we 

 were to get home with the girls before the 

 morning. 



And Phollis asked why it was that the 

 Scribe always seemed so happy, and the 

 Scribe could not tell for the life of him, 

 unless it was because he enjoyed so many 

 things, and enjoyed them so much. 



FEBRUARY 24, 181)4. 



