SEVENTEEN] CONCLUSION 
I have come to the last words of my book, and I 
am very sorry that I must say to you Good-by. It 
is not as an author, but as afriend. It is with real 
regret — there is so much to learn and to talk about 
in these new homes of ours that one never gets to 
anend. But that is the glory of it. The seasons 
are not a dead round of reiterated buying and 
selling, but each year unfolds a marvelous display 
of new ideas. All hail the hillsides, with their 
breezes! All hail the valleys, with their brooks! 
They open their arms to new homes, better 
thoughts, nobler aspirations, with wiser culture 
of both the land and the land-holder. 
THE END 
THE MoCLURE PRESS, NEW YORK 
