POSTSCRIPT. 



BUGGY JOTTINGS OF A SEVEN HUNDRED MILES DRIVE. 

 CIRCUIT OF THE NEW ENGLAND STATES. 



Postscripts in general are not considered good form, 

 but this one is exceptional, and may be pardoned by vir- 

 tue of its length. This book did not exist to "material 

 sense," until after this journey, but it existed in mind, and 

 even more tangibly in the manuscript, which we took 

 along with us for the final reading before placing it in 

 the printer's hands. We had guarded the precious pages 

 for some weeks, many times having tied it up with the 

 diary, ready to be snatched at an earthquake's notice. 



Book-reading had been a lifetime pleasure, but book- 

 making was entirely new to us, and we were greatly 

 interested in the work of detail — the preparation of man- 

 uscript, form of type, Gothic or old French style, paper, 

 modern and antique, leaves cut or uncut, "reproduction 

 of Ruskin," everything in fact from cover to copyright. 



The notes of more than 14000 miles in addition to the 

 seven hundred miles driving made this journey one of 

 unusual interest. 



As usual we had no plan beyond going north for a 

 month's drive, a longer time than we have taken for sev- 

 eral years. At the last moment, as it invariably happens 

 when we have had some particular direction in mind, we 

 decided to go south, spend Sunday with friends in Rhode 

 Island, and take a turn in Connecticut before facing north. 



We left home on the afternoon of June 22, Friday 



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