hotel which had been built since bis last he stared up at it muttering twenty two hundred rooms and twenty two hundred that s got everything in the world beat lord their must be � well suppose price of rooms is four to eight dollars a day and i suppose maybe some ten and � four times twenty two hundred � say six times twenty two hundred � well anyway with and everything say between eight and fifteen thousand a day every day i never thought i d see a thing like that some of course the average fellow in has got more individual than the here but i got to hand it to new york yes sir town you re all � some ways well old i guess we ve seen everything that s worth while howl we kill the rest of the time but paul desired to see a always wanted to go to europe � and by thunder i will too some day before i pass out he sighed from a rough wharf on the north river they stared at the stem of the and her and lifted above the dock house which shut her in by wouldn t be so bad to go over to the old country and take a at all these ruins and the place where shakespeare was born and think of being able to order a drink whenever you wanted one just range up to a bar and out loud a and the police not bad at all what like to see over there v i did not answer turned paul was standing with clenched fists bead drooping staring at the as in terror his thin body seen against the summer glaring of the wharf was again what would you hit for on the other side paul at the steamer his breast heaving paul oh my while watched him anxiously he snapped come on let s get out of this and hastened down the wharf not looking back that s considered the boy didn t care for seeing the ocean boats after all i t he d be interested in em thou he and made sage speculations about horse power as their train climbed the and from the summit be looked down the shining way among the pines though he remarked well by when he discovered that the station at the end of the line was an aged freight car s moment of impassioned release came when they sat on a tiny wharf on lake awaiting the from the hotel a had floated down the lake between the logs and the shore the water was transparent thin looking flashing with a guide in black felt hat with flies in the band and flannel shirt of a peculiarly daring blue sat on a log and and was silent a dog a good country dog black and gray a dog rich in leisure and in meditation scratched and and slept the thick sunlight was lavish on the bright water on the rim of gold green the silver and and across the lake it burned on the sturdy shoulders of the mountains over everything was a holy peace silent they on the edge of the wharf swinging their legs above the water the immense tenderness of the place sank into and he murmured i d just like to sit here � the rest of my life � and � and sit and never hear a or in the or and ted just sit he patted paul s shoulder how does it strike you old oh it s dam good there s something sort of eternal about it for once understood him their rounded the bend at the head of the lake under mountain slope they saw the little central of their hotel and the of log cottages which served as they landed and endured the critical examination of the who had been at the hotel for a whole week in their cottage with its high stone fireplace they hastened as expressed it to get into some regular he they came out paul in an old gray suit and soft white shirt in shirt and vast and flapping trousers it was excessively new bis spectacles belonged to a city and his face was not hut a city pink he made a noise in the place but with infinite satisfaction he his legs and say this is getting back home eh they stood on the wharf before the hotel he winked at paul and drew from his back pocket a of tobacco a forbidden in the home he took a beaming and his head as he at it maybe i haven t been hungry for a of eating have some they looked at each other in a grin of understanding paul took the at it they stood quiet their jaws working they solemnly one after the other into the water they stretched with lifted arms i and arched backs beyond the came the shuffling sound of a far os train a leaped and back in a circle they sighed together they had a before their families came each evening they planned to get up early and fish before breakfast each morning they lay till the breakfast bell pleasantly conscious that there were no efficient wives to rouse them the mornings were cold the fire was kindly as they dressed paul was clean but in a good sound in not having to till his spirit was moved to it he every spot and fish scale on his new trousers all morning they or the dim and lighted among rank and moss sprinkled with crimson bells tbey slept all afternoon and till midnight played with the guides was a serious business to the guides they did not gossip the thick greasy cards with a ferocity menacing to the x and joe paradise king of guides was sarcastic to who halted the game even to scratch at midnight as paul 