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| “No wonder Daniel Webster, wandering southward over the hills in search of a country home, chose this as his abiding-place.” See page 2 | ||
| “Telling the pearls on this rosary of a path one is led beyond the homestead.” | 12 | |
| “Within this wide circle, with the house its core, and the hearth its shrine, revolved the homely, cheerful, whole-hearted life of the farm.” | 22 | |
| “Watching the crane and pendant trammels grow black against the blaze.” See page 18 | 28 | |
| A corner of the room in which Whittier was born | 28 | |
| “The study where Aldrich wrote some of his daintiest verse looks forth upon a sweet valley.” | 30 | |
| “The study window in what was ‘The Bemis Place’ of the elder days of Ponkapoag.” See page 35 | 36 | |
| Celia Thaxter’s home at the Isles of Shoals | 44 | |
| “Chasms down which you may walk to the tide between sheer cliffs.” | 50 | |
| “Up to the smooth turf on this knoll crowd all the pasture shrubs that she loved.” | 58 | |
| “Here is the cairn erected to his memory, to which with doffed hat you may well add a stone.” See page 65 | 66 | |
| “Walden is Walden still, very much as Thoreau painted it.” | 70 | |
| “Pilgrim Lake,” where that first washing was done by the Pilgrim mothers | 78 | |
| “That little creek that blocked the way of doughty Myles Standish and his men, sending them inland on a detour.” See page 85 | 86 | |
| “Here in a volley was the summing up of the nature of the heroes that had grown up, quite literally, in the Concord soil.” See page 93 | 92 | |
| “Hither, too, came Hawthorne, to tramp the woods as did the others, and feel as did they, the divine afflatus.” | 98 | |
| “The water from the old well cooled the throat of his memory, and sparkled to the eye of it as he recalled the dripping bucket.” | 114 | |
| The Newburyport home of Joshua Coffin, the early friend and teacher of Whittier | 126 | |
| “Down river to the old chain bridge the rough rocks of the New Hampshire hills come to get a taste of salt.” See page 129 | 130 | |
| One angle of “The House of the Seven Gables.” | 150 | |
| “A Salem dock of the old sea-faring days.” | 150 | |
| “The only sound was the crunch of soft snow and the splash of sap within the barrel.” See page 171 | 172 | |
| “But here is a sweetness that the tree almost bursts to deliver.” | 178 | |
| “The farmhouse where Bolles lived and loved the woods and all that therein lived with him.” See page 197 | 198 | |
| Nightfall on Chocorua Lake | 208 |
