The first place that I can well remember was a large pleasant meadow with a pond of clearwater in it. Some shady trees leaned over it, and rushes and water-lilies grew at the deepend. Over the hedge on one side we looked into a plowed field, and on the other welooked over a gate at our master's house, which stood by the roadside; at the top of themeadow was a grove of fir trees, and at the bottom a running brook overhung by a steepbank. While I was young I lived upon my mother's milk, as I could not eat grass. In the daytimeI ran by her side, and at night I lay down close by her. When it was hot we used to standby the pond in the shade of the trees, and when it was cold we had a nice warm shed nearthe grove.