then there is a song-sparrow's nest in the potato hill which requires a great deal of watching, and there is a paradise of swings in the barn.
Everything that children can do on a farm is wholesome and picturesque at the same time.
I remember that amid all the beauty of rural Normandy-far more invariably and inevitably beautiful than rural England-nothing was quite so pretty as to see my fair hostess and her happy children going about in the gray twilight, as the final ceremony, to collect the young pet rabbits beneath the moss-grown walls, and put them away in their hutches, lest the owls should sweep down upon them after dark from the ivied church-tower above — a tower five centuries old. But the essential combination on the farm is of child life and animal life; and whether this takes place in old Normandy
or young America
, it is equally attractive.