CHAPTER II. 

 HURRAH! FOR THE COUNTRY! 



HURRAH ! hurrah ! We are in the country the 'glori- 

 ous country ! Outside of the thronged streets ; away from 

 piled up bricks and mortar ; outside of the clank of machin- 

 ery ; the rumbling of carriages ; the roar of the escape 

 pipe ; the scream of the steam whistle ; the tramp, tramp 

 of moving thousands on the stone sidewalks ; away from the 

 heated atmosphere of the city, loaded with the smoke and 

 dust, and gasses of furnaces,and the ten thousand manufac- 

 tories of villainous smells. We are beyond even the mea- 

 dows and green fields. We are here alone with nature, 

 surrounded by old primeval things. Tall forest trees, moun- 

 tain and valley are on the right hand and on the left. 

 Before us, stretching away for miles, is a beautiful lake, its 

 waters calm and placid, giving back the bright heavens, 

 the old woods, the fleecy clouds that drift across the 

 sky, from away down in its quiet depths. Beyond still, 



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