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10 Manchester (sixty or seventy thousand) laughs At Littleton (four thousand), Littleton Laughs at Franconia (seven hundred), and Franconia laughs, I fear,—did laugh that night— At Easton. What has Easton left to laugh at, And like the actress exclaim, "Oh my God" at? There's Bungey; and for Bungey there are towns, Whole townships named but without population.

Anything I can say about New Hampshire Will serve almost as well about Vermont, Excepting that they differ in their mountains. The Vermont mountains stretch extended straight; New Hampshire mountains curl up in a coil.

I had been coming to New Hampshire mountains. And here I am and what am I to say? Here first my theme becomes embarrassing. Emerson said, "The God who made New Hampshire Taunted the lofty land with little men." Another Massachusetts poet said, "I go no more to summer in New Hampshire. I've given up my summer place in Dublin." But when I asked to know what ailed New Hampshire, She said she couldn't stand the people in it, The little men (it's Massachusetts speaking). And when I asked to know what ailed the people, She said, "Go read your own books and find out." I may as well confess myself the author Of several books against the world in general. To take them as against a special state Or even nation's to restrict my meaning.