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insects would bring such destruction ? Mis- 

 fortunes never come singly. After the wasps 

 the woodpecker. "Which things are an 

 allegory." 



One of my pleasures of the milder sort 

 was to sit on the piazza before breakfast 

 (the lateness of the White Mountain break- 

 fast hour being one of a walking man's dis- 

 pleasures) and watch the two morning pro- 

 cessions : one of tall milk cans to and from 

 the creamery, an institution which any 

 country-born New Englander may be glad 

 to think of , for the comfort it has brought 

 to New England farmers' wives ; the other 

 of boys, each with a tin pail, on their way 

 to serve as caddies at the new Profile House 

 golf links* This latter procession I had 

 never seen till the present year. Half the 

 boys of the village, from seven or eight to 

 fifteen or sixteen years old, seemed to have 

 joined it ; some on bicycles, some in buggies, 

 some on foot, none on horseback a strik- 

 ing omission in the eyes of any one who has 

 ever lived or visited at the South. 



Franconia boys, I have noticed, have a 



