With the Birds In Maine

"My abiding-place at the time my story begins differed materially from the picturesque "small gray house facing the morning light," being a modern structure which offered the rare combination of a comfortable home in the edge of an undisturbed forest, completely secluded from roads and their traffic, yet within two minutes' reach of the common way to the village. The outlook from my window was into the tops of tall spruces and firs, relieved here and there by a pine, a birch, or a maple..."