New Walks in Old Ways 



flood the area^way that leads down to 

 the cellar where the coal bins, gas 

 machine and heaters are waiting to 

 supplement the open fire when frosty 

 evenings come. These will soon be 

 with us; I know the signs well enough. 

 That little field mouse we caught in 

 the trap yesterday may not be wise to 

 the ways of women housekeepers, but 

 he could tell you that summer days are 

 almost over, and was looking forward 

 to the time when snow and ice would 

 make a meadow home uncomfortable 

 for one so thinly clad. 



Already we, too, are preparing to go, 

 for now near the twentieth time. 

 Probably there are snares well-baited 

 set for us also in town. I know that 

 when State Street merchants, at this 

 stage of war liquidation, still ask $i8 

 for a pair of shoes, profiteering is not a 

 thing of the past, and that those who 

 aspire to go along with the crowd may 

 as well be prepared to put up their 

 hands while their pockets are properly 



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