384 THE CAROLINA MOUNTAINS 
Nor is a lordly mansion full of cares the proper hous- 
ing for this country. Far better for those who seek 
their freedom is the restfully-proportioned "bunga- 
low," with spreading roof and broad porches, appro- 
priate to the climate and harmonious in the land- 
scape, and which is now growing so greatly in favor. 
The world may be coming, but the colors and the 
fragrances, the wonderful air and the ardent sun 
remain the same, and ever will. The change that is 
going on may have its trials, but one has only to 
project the imagination far enough into the future 
to see these heights transformed from glorious wild- 
ness into glorious order. One looks ahead with 
undaunted courage to the time when both visitor 
and native will enjoy without destroying the 
charming efforts of nature; to the time when man 
will — to adapt Emerson — name the birds without 
a gun, love the wild rose and leave it on its stalk; 
to the time when, undisturbed, the arbutus will again 
carpet the woods close to the houses, and the flaming 
azaleas cover the slopes, pressing down as they once 
did against the wheels of the carnage as you drove 
along the more frequented roads. For Nature is 
long-suffering and very kind, so kind, indeed, that 
in moments of discouragement one has only to re- 
member that even if the worst were to happen, and 
these beautiful mountains become devastated by 
ignorant Invaders, when the time came, as come 
it would, that the profaner departed, Nature would 
begin anew her beneficent task of creating beauty. 
These mountains, with their tremendous fecundity 
