22 WINTER SUNSHINE 



inclination, and cross Long Bridge and rendezvous 

 for the day in some old earthwork on the Virginia 

 hills. The roads are not so inviting in this direc- 

 tion, but the line of old forts with rabbits burrowing 

 in the bomb-proofs, and a magazine, or officers' 

 quarters turned into a cow stable by colored squat- 

 ters, form an interesting feature. But, whichever 

 way I go, I am glad I came. All roads lead up to 

 the Jerusalem the walker seeks. There is every- 

 where the vigorous and masculine winter air, and 

 the impalpable sustenance the mind draws from all 

 natural forms. 



