If a tree is felled in the forests strawberries spring up just as mushrooms might, and the peasants sell them for just nothing.

Our little Penini is wild with happiness; he asks in his prayers that God would 'mate him dood and tate him on a dontey,' (make him good and take him on a donkey), so resuming all aspiration for spiritual and worldly prosperity.

Then our friends, Mr.and Mrs.Story, help the mountains to please us a good deal.

He is the son of Judge Story, the biographer of his father, and, for himself, sculptor and poet; and she a sympathetic, graceful woman, fresh and innocent in face and thought.

We go backwards and forwards to tea and talk at one another's houses.