CHAPTER VI
A JANUARY SUMMER
CHAPTER VI
A JANUARY SUMMER
When winter winds blow cold and chill
And through the hawthorn howls the gale
The winter winds were truly cold and chill on this twenty-first of January here in Massachusetts. And I chance to know they were chill down along the Delaware this particular January day. I remember many a January day like this on the wide marshes of the Delaware and in the big woods along the Maurice River where I was a boy. But I was not thinking of those days at all here in my New England home, for I was busy at my desk.