454 WALL STREET AND THE WILDS 



or beast as representing my inheritance from the 

 Cave Dweller. 



I continued taking photographs of the crea- 

 tures of the wild in Canada, New Brunswick, and 

 many parts of the United States, especially in 

 Florida, until the frequent companion of my trips, 

 my son Julian, began to do so much better work 

 than I that I laid the camera aside and tried 

 to make pictures with my pen. Then came the 

 burning of my house one winter's night, leaving 

 a mass of molten glass to represent 10,000 nega- 

 tives, 1200 lantern slides, and all the parapher- 

 nalia of photograph making and picture projec- 

 tion. With them had gone the trophies, memen- 

 toes, curiosities, and collections of a lifetime. 

 I drew on my philosophy to bear it and the 

 philosophy came. Only "things" had gone. 

 The best of life could not be taken from me. 



