CHAPTER IX.
OUTDOORS AND INDOORS There are men who love out-of-doors who yet never open a book; and other men who love books but to whom the great book of nature is a sealed volume, and the lines written therein blurred and illegible.
Nevertheless among those men whom I have known the love of books and the love of outdoors, in their highest expressions, have usually gone hand in hand.

It is an affectation for the man who is praising outdoors to sneer at books.

Usually the keenest appreciation of what is seen in nature is to be found in those who have also profited by the hoarded and recorded wisdom of their fellow-men.

Love of outdoor life, love of simple and hardy pastimes, can be gratified by men and women who do not possess large means, and who work hard; and so can love of good books--not of good bindings and of first editions, excellent enough in their way but sheer luxuries--I mean love of reading books, owning them if possible of course, but, if that is not possible, getting them from a circulating library.
Sagamore Hill takes its name from the old Sagamore Mohannis, who, as chief of his little tribe, signed away his rights to the land two centuries and a half ago.

The house stands right on the top of the hill, separated by fields and belts of woodland from all other houses, and looks out over the bay and the Sound.