A Civility Too Long Neglected
The foregoing reminds me of something.
As the individualities I would mainly portray have certainly been slighted by folks who make pictures, volumes, poems, out of them—as a faint testimonial of my own gratitude for many hours of peace and comfort in half-sickness, (and not by any means sure but they will somehow get wind of the compliment,) I hereby dedicate the last half of these Specimen Days to the
| bees, | glow-worms, (swarming millions |
| black-birds, | of them indescribably |
| dragon-flies, | strange and beautiful at night |
| pond-turtles, | over the pond and creek,) |
| mulleins, tansy, peppermint, | water-snakes, |
| moths, (great and little, some | crows, |
| splendid fellows,) | millers, |
| mosquitoes, | cedars, |
| butterflies, | tulip-trees, (and all other trees,) |
| wasps and hornets, | and to the spots and memories |
| cat-birds, (and all other birds,) | of those days, and the creek. |