OUR COUNTRY HOME 



CHAPTER I. 

 HOW IT HAPPENED. 



THERE were once two people who supposed that they had 

 lived a happy life. To be sure, the Man Had Always Wanted 

 a Farm, and the Woman Had Never Wanted a Country House; 

 but they had jogged along in comfortable and contented fashion 

 for years and years until that fateful moment when they walked 

 one day in a forest. They had walked in many forests in many 

 lands : they had looked down the endless avenues of the Bois and 

 Foiitainebleau ; they had seen the sunset through the pines of 

 Ravenna, and rejoiced in the villas of Frascati; they knew the stiff 



