Newark post. (Newark, Del.) 1910-1969, 1917-01-03

alone and with the writer, man
ifesting as much curiosity and in
terest in them as if he had never
been snapped before. 1t was de-
lightful to catch the flashes of
humor from his eyes, to watch the
glow upon his cheeks, and to re-
alize the splendid fervor Of his
smile as he gave himself up to the
spirit of the visit with greatest
patience and solicitude..
IL was interesting to go through
his studio at "Riverby" to look
over his books, to see his pictures,
for there we saw many taken with
Teddy Roosevelt, Billy Taft, Henry
Ford, Thomas Edison and others
of note. Indeed, l think Mr.. Bur
roughs the most snapped" man l
know, and l considered myself
fortunate and felt honored at hav-
ing part in the game John
Burroughs believes in the simple
life. He is no mixer, he told us
that he liked quiet life, enjoying
his communion with tried and true
friends of nature rather than mix
ing with the crowd. He will shun
crowd every time. This fact is
we'll known. He loves his friends
his birds, his flowers and nature.
He does not believe in worry, he
claims it does no good and only
tends to shorten life.
AS we strolled down the path tc
the cherry tree from whose laden
boughs we had been invited to
pluck the ripened fruit, l stopped
md picked up a dime. "Mr. Bur-
roughs, are yC"" losing money?" l
asked. Here's a dime | found"
He put his hand in his pocket and
said, "Do you know l really believe
| have hole in my pocket-that's
just what | have, and money is
dropping through that hole" But
knew Mr.. Burroughs would not
worry over that hole in his pocket
and the loss of that dime in the
least, for had he not told us he die
not believe in worrying over any
thing? Bad for the nerves he said,
and he does nothing that would rob
his life Of the peace and serenity
which he values so much.
Speaking of himself, he inform
ed us that he takes his four-mile
walk as usual each day, and one
could we'll believe from his activity
that he does it without firing at
that. He also informed us that he
had not tasted coffee for twenty
five years, eats very little meat,
fruit and vegetables constituting a
large proportion of his diet.
AS the moments passed by we
began to express anxiety about
catching our train, but he assured
us we had plenty of time, and then
led us back to the summer house
where many more delightful min
utes were spent in listening with
rapt attention to his talk on bird
life and nature. He was in a rare
mood and his whole soul seemed
to be expanding with the spirit OF
love for the common things OF
nature and the beautiful optimism
of the life of the open.
The lateness of the hour made
it impossible for him to take us fol
stroll to "Slabsides," his other
studio few miles from "Riverby,'
but we were satisfied to spend the
little time we had at Riverby with
this great Essayist and Naturalist
After writing to a friend Of
meeting with John Burroughs he
wrote in reply, "You are lucky.
have no patience with the chronic
hand-grabber of everyone who gets
his name in the papers in larger
type than usual reading matter
but you have not done that, you
have just met an example of what
sweetness and fineness human nat
ure can attain to-" Now John Bur
roughs needs no better eulogy thar