“This mental and verbal struggle was brought to an end yesterday by The Man from Everywhere.  Do you remember, that was the title that we gave Ross Blake, the engineer, two summers ago, when you and Evan visited us, because he was continually turning up and always from some new quarter?  Just now he has been put in charge of the construction of the reservoir that is to do away with our beloved piece of wild-flower river woods in the valley below Three Brothers Hills.

“As usual he turned up unexpectedly with Bartram Saturday afternoon and ‘made camp,’ as a matter of course.  A most soothing sort of person is this same Man from Everywhere, and a special dispensation to any woman whose husband’s best friend he chances to be, as in my case, for a man who is as well satisfied with crackers, cheese, and ale as with your very best company spread, praises the daintiness of your guest chamber, but sleeps equally sound in a hammock swung in the Infant’s attic play-room, is not to be met every day in this age of finnickiness.  Then again he has the gift of saying the right thing at difficult moments, and meaning it too, and though a born rover, has an almost feminine sympathy for the little dilemmas of housekeeping that are so vital to us and yet are of no moment to the masculine mind.  Yes, I do admire him immensely, and only wish I saw an opportunity of marrying him either into the family or the immediate neighbourhood, for though he is nearly forty, he is neither a misanthrope nor a woman hater, but rather seems to have set himself a difficult ideal and had limited opportunities.  Once, not long ago, I asked him why he did not marry.  ‘Because,’ he answered, ’I can only marry a perfectly frank woman, and the few of that clan I have met, since there has been anything in my pocket to back my wish, have always been married!’

“‘I have noticed that too,’ said Bart, whom I did not know was listening; ‘then there is nothing for us to do but find you a widow!’

“’No, that will not do, either; I want born, not acquired, frankness, for that is only another term for expediency,’ he replied with emphasis.

“So you see this Man is not only somewhat difficult, but he has observed!

“Last night after dinner, when the men drew their chairs toward the fire,—­for we still have one, though the windows are open,—­and the fragrance from the bed of double English violets, that you sent me, mingled with the wood smoke, we all began to croon comfortably.  As soon as he had settled back in the big chair, with closed eyes and finger tips nicely matched, we propounded our conundrum of taking three from two and having four remain.

“A brief summary of the five years we have lived here will make the needs of the place more clear.