savage and inhuman aspects anything he had ever seen at home,
nestled close to his mother, and asked with bated breath, "Mither,
is there a God here?"

Yet the Pepacton is a placid current, especially in its upper
portions, where my youth fell; but all its tributaries are swift
mountain brooks fed by springs the best in the world. It drains a
high pastoral country lifted into long, round-backed hills and
rugged, wooded ranges by the subsiding impulse of the Catskill
range of mountains, and famous for its superior dairy and other
farm products. It is many long years since, with the restlessness
of youth, I broke away from the old ties amid those hills; but my
heart has always been there, and why should I not come back and
name one of my books for the old stream?


CONTENTS

I. PEPACTON: A SUMMER VOYAGE
II. SPRINGS
III. AN IDYL OF THE HONEY-BEE
IV. NATURE AND THE POETS.
V. NOTES BY THE WAY
VI. FOOTPATHS....
VII. A BUNCH OF HERBS
VIII. WINTER PICTURES
INDEX

LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS