A Day at Northcble , New Hampshire 
beautiful harmonies. 
Building a wall he admits 
to be his particular weak¬ 
ness; and his contemplated 
additions to the present 
plan comprise untold 
dreams of stone steps and 
parapets laid by himself 
in cement which shall 
surpass all others for 
its speedy and relentless 
setting. Strolling about 
the garden and the open 
level toward the west, 
long councils he will hold 
with an interested friend 
upon the best manner of 
draining a troublesome 
corner of soil, a rigid 
means of framing for 
wooden parapets and the 
best timber for this or that 
WALK TO THE GARDEN 
November, i8qq 
purpose or exposure, for 
timber is, after all, the 
principal building material 
of this New H ampshire 
country, and Northcote is 
but one of the places 
where its satisfactory 
application for use and 
beauty can be seen. Soon 
a call for dinner is heard 
and the meal is found 
awaiting on the porch. 
As we eat, ground squir¬ 
rels slip in and out of the 
bushes near by ; and some 
in their boldness come 
upon the porch and 
approach a chair, while a 
pause in the talk is filled 
with a catbird’s strain. 
After dinner comes 
an hour of pleasant 
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