40 JfY FARM. 



representative in the fountain that is gurgling and 

 plashing at my door. 



And it is in full sight of that sea, where even 

 now the smoky banner of a steamer trails along the 

 sky, and in the hearing of the dash of that very foun- 

 tain, and with the fragrance of those lilacs around 

 me, that I close this initial chapter of my book, and 

 lay down my pen. 



