-EX. 38.] TO HARRISON BLAKE. 329
Then will the callers ask, Where is Blake ? He is in his sugar-camp on the mountain-side. Let the world await him. Then will the little boys bless you, and the great boys too, for such sugar is the origin of many condiments, Blak- ians in the shops of Worcester, of new form, with their mottoes wrapped up in them. Shall men taste only the sweetness of the maple and the cane the coming year ?
A walk over the crust to Asnybumskit, stand ing there in its inviting simplicity, is tempting to think of, making a fire on the snow under some rock ! The very poverty of outward na ture implies an inward wealth in the walker. What a Golconda is he conversant with, thaw ing his fingers over such a blaze ! But but-
Have you read the new poem, " The Angel in the House " ? Perhaps you will find it good for you.
TO HARRISON BLAKE (AT WORCESTER).
CONCORD, May 21, 1856.
MK. BLAKE, I have not for a long time been putting such thoughts together as I should like to read to the company you speak of. I have enough of that sort to say, or even read, but not time now to arrange it. Something I have prepared might prove for their entertainment or
