spaniel dog followed us from somewhere & went on to the
"Wayside" with us - where Hawthorne (&
Alcott, too) lived & wrote - with its woody hill
behind and her studio or study window way up
stairs. The Lothrops live there now. It was a warm day
but we walked leisurely back, intending to go to Sleepy Hollow
Cemetery. Our old man popped up front some where &
questioned us about our dinner, etc. In the cemetery we found
soldiers with wreaths. The bugle sounding and minute guns being
fired. It was a suggestion of the British fleeing from our minute
men - as they did almost on the spot - and quite fired me with reminiscent
patriotism. A handsome & polite young orderly directed us to the
graves we sought. Hawthorne's - a small old stone -
only marked "Hawthorne" in a place surrounded by a hedge of
evergreen. Thoreau's grave is near and almost opposite
the Alcott's marked only "A.B.C."
"L.M.A" "M.A.N" etc - initials.
Emerson's is a large, rough & ruggid stone inscribed with
a bronze tablet, I was quite
spaniel dog followed us from somewhere & went on to the
"Wayside" with us - where Hawthorne (&
Alcott, too) lived & wrote - with its woody hill
behind and her studio or study window way up
stairs. The Lothrops live there now. It was a warm day
but we walked leisurely back, intending to go to Sleepy Hollow
Cemetery. Our old man popped up front some where &
questioned us about our dinner, etc. In the cemetery we found
soldiers with wreaths. The bugle sounding and minute guns being
fired. It was a suggestion of the British fleeing from our minute
men - as they did almost on the spot - and quite fired me with reminiscent
patriotism. A handsome & polite young orderly directed us to the
graves we sought. Hawthorne's - a small old stone -
only marked "Hawthorne" in a place surrounded by a hedge of
evergreen. Thoreau's grave is near and almost opposite
the Alcott's marked only "A.B.C."
"L.M.A" "M.A.N" etc - initials.
Emerson's is a large, rough & ruggid stone inscribed with
a bronze tablet, I was quite
spaniel dog followed us from somewhere & went on to the
"Wayside" with us - where Hawthorne (&
Alcott, too) lived & wrote - with its woody hill
behind and her studio or study window way up
stairs. The Lothrops live there now. It was a warm day
but we walked leisurely back, intending to go to Sleepy Hollow
Cemetery. Our old man popped up front some where &
questioned us about our dinner, etc. In the cemetery we found
soldiers with wreaths. The bugle sounding and minute guns being
fired. It was a suggestion of the British fleeing from our minute
men - as they did almost on the spot - and quite fired me with reminiscent
patriotism. A handsome & polite young orderly directed us to the
graves we sought. Hawthorne's - a small old stone -
only marked "Hawthorne" in a place surrounded by a hedge of
evergreen. Thoreau's grave is near and almost opposite
the Alcott's marked only "A.B.C."
"L.M.A" "M.A.N" etc - initials.
Emerson's is a large, rough & ruggid stone inscribed with
a bronze tablet, I was quite