And the Wilderness Blossomed #224470

Hortense, looking up seriously from her needlework, in reply to some observation of mine on the joys of a lodge in the Wilderness. You know I could not take the children in there; the flies and the mosquitoes would simply eat them up alive. Now, if you would buy that island we see on passing Insley Lake and build a comfortable house on it, I'd take the children there and stay all summer.