too, joined in with his big sonorous voice:

"Thou wouldst still be adored as this moment thou art----,"

Oh, I can't tell here--it grows late and there's work to-morrow--all the
things we did and said. They stayed until it was dark, and when Mrs.
Starkweather was ready to go, she took both of Harriet's hands in hers
and said with great earnestness:

"I haven't had such a good time at Christmas since I was a little girl.
I shall never forget it."

And the dear old Scotch Preacher, when Harriet and I had wrapped him up,
went out, saying:

"This has been a day of pleasant bread."

It has; it has. I shall not soon forget it. What a lot of kindness and
common human nature--childlike simplicity, if you will--there is in
people once you get them down together and persuade them that the things
they think serious are not serious at all.



III


THE OPEN ROAD

"To make space for wandering is it that the world was made so wide."