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 I found myself, at first incredulous, Down there with Asher in the wilderness, Alive at last with a new liberty And with no sore to fester. He perceived In me an altered favor of God's works, And promptly took upon himself the credit, Which, in a fashion, was as accurate As one's interpretation of another Is like to be. So for a frosty fortnight We had the sunlight with us on the lake, And the moon with us when the sun was down. 'God gave his adjutants a holiday,' Asher assured me, 'when He made this place'; And I agreed with him that it was heaven,— Till it was hell for me for then and after. There was a village miles away from us Where now and then we paddled for the mail