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Title: Under the Trees and Elsewhere

Author: Hamilton Wright Mabie

Release Date: October 27, 2006 [EBook #19645]

Language: English

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UNDER THE TREES AND ELSEWHERE

BY

HAMILTON WRIGHT MABIE

NEW YORK: PUBLISHED BY

DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY

MDCCCCIV

Copyright, 1891 and 1893

BY DODD, MEAD AND COMPANY

All rights reserved

TO

MY FRIENDS IN ARDEN

C. B. Y.

AND

M. Y. W.

Contents

CHAPTER

I. AN APRIL DAY
II. UNDER THE APPLE BOUGHS
III. ALONG THE ROAD--I
IV. ALONG THE ROAD--II
V. THE OPEN FIELDS
VI. EARTH AND SKY
VII. THE MYSTERY OF NIGHT
VIII. OFF SHORE
IX. A MOUNTAIN RIVULET
X. THE EARLIEST INSIGHTS
XI. THE HEART OF THE WOODS
XII. BESIDE THE RIVER
XIII. AT THE SPRING
XIV. ON THE HEIGHTS
XV. UNDER COLLEGE ELMS
XVI. A SUMMER MORNING
XVII. A SUMMER NOON
XVIII. EVENTIDE
XIX. THE TURN OF THE TIDE
XX. A MEMORY OF SUMMER
XXI. IN THE FOREST OF ARDEN, I-XI
XXII. AN UNDISCOVERED ISLAND, I-VI

Under the Trees and Elsewhere

Chapter I

An April Day

My study has been a dull place of late; even the open fire, which still
lingers on the hearth, has failed to exorcise a certain gray and weary
spirit which has somehow taken possession of the premises. As I was
thinking this morning about the best way of ejecting this unwelcome
inmate, it suddenly occurred to me that for some time past my study has
been simply a workshop; the fire has been lighted early and burned
late, the windows have been closed to keep out all disturbing sounds,
and the pile of manuscript on the table has steadily grown higher and
higher. "After all," I said to myself, "it is I that ought to be
ejected." Acting on this conclusion, and without waiting for the
service of process of formal dislodgment, I have let the fire go out,
opened the windows, locked the door, and put myself into the hands of
my old friend, Nature, fo