In Winter Quarters 



As a lad he was of course familiar 

 with the old proposition that if one 

 were to journey to the spot where the 

 ends of rainbows touch the earth he 

 would be rewarded with a pot of gold. 

 For a long time he took this very 

 seriously, and often tried to figure out 

 just how many miles away this would 

 lead him if he actually set out to get 

 the coveted treasure, of the existence 

 of which he had not the slightest 

 doubt. But I do not remember that 

 he ever really started on any of these 

 projected expeditions. He has since 

 discovered, nevertheless, that some 

 rainbows bring to those who under- 

 stand them more than gold. 



His facility for finding hidden quali- 

 ties and real companionships in almost 

 everything from crickets to constella- 

 tions has never been altogether lost, 

 and its exercise has often proved a 

 better sedative than bromides. It 

 pays sometimes to turn one's back on 

 men and study the antics of an ant, 

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