80 Native Brooks. 



has been tunneled sixty-five times, the work of many pleas- 

 ant Summer days. 



Woodland brooks and springs are not only beautiful and 

 interesting, but they play no unimportant part in the house- 

 hold economy, and their sanitary condition is of great 

 moment. Dairies are named after them, and citizens can 

 choose their water supply with great accuracy. Many a 

 cow has done the trustful purchaser of her lacteal pro- 

 duct a great injustice, by standing with her feet in the 

 water of some pond or little purling stream. The dairy- 

 man will tell you that it is done to keep the flies off, but 

 " Bos," " Cush," and " Speckled Jenny," only smile with 

 a sort of increased-dividend expression, when slyly in- 

 terrogated on this point. 



In April the blood-root blossoms, and its single leat 

 often closely clasps the flower stem, forming a sort of green 

 collar. It is a dainty flower but none too choice to deck 

 the steep hill sides of the crooked and shaded ravine 

 where it grows in greatest profusion. This is Blood-root 

 Valley and Blood-root Valley brook, along the course of 

 which, it is said, a British messenger, in Revolutionary 

 days, travelled on his way from camp to camp. This 

 stream, which is often dry in summer, also rises near the 

 highest point, and goes to form the Richmond brook. 

 The drainage of the district was formerly collected in a 

 pond, used by a saw-mill, of which there is now only a few 

 beams left, and the dam is broken. About 1870, the boys 

 bathed in this pond, and a little lame boy with crutches 

 and a board for support, used to enjoy himself as much 

 as his companions. 



