THE WING-FOOTED 



assured that this was still more pleasant 

 for me. I must entreat you not to spoil 

 it. " And so it had to be. 



Here and there the ancient virtue of 

 hospitality survives, in stately hall, in 

 cabin of hewn logs, but whether admin- 

 istered by peer or peasant it is one and 

 the same thing, nor can the quality of it 

 be mistaken. 



While the woods held us many things 

 were happening in the world of men, but 

 nature remained singularly unstirred. 

 Our neighbours to the south, in the 

 choosing of a presidential candidate, 

 had once again exhibited the simplicity 

 and dignity of Republican institutions ; 

 Arnold Bennett was delivered of a fresh 

 masterpiece. Yet no echo troubled the 

 solitudes. Only had been announced in 

 the sky the burning of unhappy Chicou- 

 timi. 



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