The Old Peabody Pew

The story begins: Edgewood like all the other villages along the banks of the Saco is full of sunny slopes and leafy hollows. There are little rounded green-clad hillocks that might like their scriptural sisters skip with joy; and there are grand rocky hills tufted with gaunt pine trees-these leading the eye to the splendid heights of a neighbor State where snow-crowned peaks tower in the blue distance sweeping the horizon in a long line of majesty. See other titles by this author available from Kessinger Publishing.