FROM T WHARF TO FRANKLIN FIELD 45 



the long summer twilight rose and fell through the 

 smoky air, uttering their peevish cries and making 

 their ghostly booming sounds with their high-diving, 

 just as if they were out over the darkening swales 

 along some gloomy swamp-edge. 



For many weeks I had a big tame spider in the 

 corner of my study there in that city flat, and I have 

 yet to read an account of all the species of spiders 

 to be found dwelling within the walls of any great 

 city. Even Argiope of the meadows is doubtless 

 found in the Fens. Not far away from my flat, down 

 near the North Station, one of my friends on the 

 roof of his flat kept several hives of bees. They fed 

 on the flowers of the Garden, on those in dooryards, 

 and on the honey-yielding lindens which stand here 

 and there throughout the city. Pigeons and sparrows 

 built their nests within sight of my windows ; and by 

 going early to the roof I could see the sun rise, and 

 in the evening I could watch it go down behind the 

 hills of Belmont as now I watch it from my lookout 

 here on Mullein Hill. 



One is never far from the sky, nor from the earth, 

 nor from the free, wild winds, nor from the wilder 

 night that covers city and sea and forest with its 

 quiet, and fills them all with lurking shadows that 

 never shall be tamed. 



