THE WOODSHED 



The woodshed was an ideal spot for '' hide and go seek, " and 

 on rainy days an unfailing source of pleasure to our boyish visitors. 

 Here no jointed rods or brightly polished reels hung on the walls, 

 but the old-fashioned poles of our childhood, the strings which 

 always got tangled when in my hands, and the hooks which caught 



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everything except the fish. The iceboat was slung to the roof 

 in company with an old sailboat mast; the carpenter's bench with 

 its vise and kegs of nails stood invitingly at hand. In case more 

 strenuous exercise was desired, the axe was always in the chopping- 

 block ready to be used, and the saw-horse with its saw hanging near 



suggested an opportunity. The handy wagon, too, was supposed 



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