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out to the country where there was apple blossoms and violets and millions of white [??] Everything was to be different.

Chapter Two

The North Shore, now an extended [??] of rather opulent suburbs where comfortable houses half buried and shady ?? & flowering shrubs line the streets, hang over the wooded ravines and look from the [??] at the level reaches of Lake Michigan below them, was hardly settled at all when we left the city to go out and live in the new house in Hubbard Woods. The ravines were deep and winding, made we were told by the river water draining off toward the lake at the foot of Hubbard Hill. They were full of hepaticas and violets, also of section whose campfires and council rocks could be found by those white men who had eyes to see. Pocahontas lived there with her Mother,