Hist! there, the musquash by the boat is taking toll of potatoes and melons. Is not this the age of a community of goods? His presumption kindles in me a brotherly feeling. Nevertheless. I get up to reconnoitre, and tread stealthily along the shore to make acquaintance with him. But on the riverside I can see only the stars reflected in the water, and now, by some ripple ruffling the disk of a star, I discover him. * * * * * In the silence of the night the sound of a distant alarm bell is borne to these woods. Even now men have fires and extinguish them, and, with distant horizon blazings and barking of dogs, enact the manifold drama of life.[65] * * * * * We begin to have an interest in sun, moon, and stars. What time riseth Orion? Which side the pole gropeth the bear? East, West, North, and South,—where are they? What clock shall tell the hours for us?—Billerica, midnight. _Sept. 1. Sunday._ Under an oak on the bank of the canal in Chelmsford. From Ball's Hill to Billerica meeting-house the river is a noble stream of water, flowing between gentle hills and occasional cliffs, and well wooded all the way. It can hardly be said to flow at all, but rests in the lap of the hills like a quiet lake. The boatmen call it a dead stream. For many long reaches you can see nothing to indicate that men inhabit its banks.[66] Nature seems to hold a sabbath herself to-day,—a still warm sun on river and wood, and not breeze enough to ruffle the water. Cattle stand up to their bellies in the river, and you think Rembrandt should be here. Camped under some oaks in Tyngsboro, on the east bank of the Merrimack, just below the ferry.[67] _Sept. 2._ Camped in Merrimack, on the west bank, by a deep ravine.[68] _Sept. 3._ In Bedford, on the west bank, opposite a large rock, above Coos Falls.[69] _Sept. 4. Wednesday._ Hooksett, east bank, two or three miles below the village, opposite Mr. Mitchel's.[70] _Sept. 5._ Walked to Concord [N. H.], 10 miles.[71] _Sept. 6._ By stage to Plymouth, 40 miles, and on foot to Tilton's inn, Thornton. The scenery commences on Sanbornton Square, whence the White Mountains are first visible. In Campton it is decidedly mountainous. _Sept. 7._ Walked from Thornton through Peeling[72] and Lincoln to Franconia. In Lincoln visited Stone Flume and Basin, and in Franconia the Notch, and saw the Old Man of the Mountain. _Sept. 8._ Walked from Franconia to Thomas J. Crawford's. _Sept. 9._ At Crawford's. _Sept. 10._ Ascended the mountain and rode to Conway. _Sept. 11._ Rode to Concord. _Sept. 12._ Rode to Hooksett and rowed to Bedford, N. H., or rather to the northern part of Merrimack, near the ferry, by a large island, near which we camped.[73] _Sept 13._ Rowed and sailed to Concord, about 50 miles.[74] THE WISE REST