In this sympathetic and poetic story two city-tired people go to the country in search of the ideal home where they can bring up a family far from the madding strife. In Connecticut they discover their hearts' desire... an old deserted house, several acres of neglected land, a brook and some tumbling stone walls... in face, an abandoned farm. The whole tale is told in Mr. Paine's unique way, and he has handled the picturesque material in his very best style.
way without closing the trade. I suppose we wanted to talk about it awhile, and bargain, for the years had brought us more prudence than money. In the end we agreed on nine hundred, and went up one day to "pass papers"--which we did after taking another look at the attic, to make certain that it was not just a dream, after all. I remember the transaction quite clearly, for it rained that day, world without end, and Elizabeth and I, caught in a sudden shower, made for a great tree and had shelter under it while the elements raged about us. How young we must have been to make it all seem so novel and delightful! I recall that we discussed our attic and what we would do with the fireplace room, as we stood there getting wet to the skin. We had found accommodations at a neighbor's, and we decided to remain a few days and make some plans. We were so engrossed that we hardly knew when the rain was over.
It was about sunset when I walked up alone for a casual look at our new possession.