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Title: American lands and letters
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Mitchell, Donald Grant, 1822-1908
Subjects: American literature -- History and criticism Authors, American
Publisher: New York C. Scribner's Sons
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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er submitted to sturdy tusslewith fellows us big as they, on Division Koombenches. He believed, though, in handicraft; and wouldhave thrown his old white hat into the air couldhe have known of the establishment and popular-ity of our Industrial Schools. An intelligent,helpful, and tender sympathy always bound himto those who worked and to those who were poor.His daughter, Mrs. Clendenin, Avith filial gracious-ness, gives picture of him—on a stormy night ofwinter—bringing little homeless, ragged girls toshelter, and carrying their burdens for them.* The Chappaqua Farm. He never overcame either, his old love forfarming, and for its jjrocesses and products.Through all the intense belligerencies of his laterpolitical life he held and rejoiced in his littlefarm, with its modest house and bouncing barnupon the hill-slopes of Chappaqua. It was withinthree (or at most four) years before the end of hiscareer that I passed a day with him there ; drawn * Ladies Home Journal., February, 1892.
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O i o f- GREELEY AS WOODSMAN. 369 thither by quick interest in his dr:iiniii<^- sclienies,and farm experimentation, lie gave most readywelcome to curiosity of that sort, and dolled allpolitical professions and pretensions when theperfume of the Chappaqua woods beguiled him.Ho was in his best strength iu (hose days; hiscomplexion still like a girls ; his courtesies blunt,but not without a disguised heartiness; his ad-miration for his newly equipped barn was boisler-oua; his enthusiasm over a good run from hisdrainage tile, exuljerant ; his welcome of the sun-shine, and of the notes of a bob-o-link lilting overan alder-bush in the meadow was jubilant. Twasa siun)le dinner we had at the homestead ; hiscourtesies there all aimed to beat down memoriesof idle and non-essential conventionalities. Thisceremony over, he advised me that after dinner hewas used to take an hour or more of exercise withhis axe, in the woods ; * perhaps, as farmer (with alittle mischief in his tone), I would joi

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