POWER OF QUIET SCENERY. 183 



the storm into repose, and subduing the spirit like a 

 sensible presence. 



But Mitchell has arisen from his couch of leaves, 

 where he has been reclining silent and thoughtful as 

 his race, and is looking up to the sky and out upon 

 the lake, and I know something is afoot. 



Yours truly. 



