110 FIVE DAYS ON MOUNT MANSFIELD. 



I would gladly have stayed longer on the 

 heights, but it was pleasant also to be once 

 more in the lowlands ; to walk out after sup- 

 per and look up instead of down, while the 

 chimney swifts darted hither and thither 

 with their merry, breathless cacklings. How 

 welcome, too, were the hearty music of the 

 robin and the carol of the grass finch ! Af- 

 ter all, I thought, home is in the valley ; but 

 the whistle of the white-throat reminded me 

 that I was not yet back in Massachusetts. 



