The candelabra tree stands alone on the near bank of the Upper Ammonoosuc, which flows strongly through Groveton Village, rushing its way into maturity in the Connecticut River.

As by yon ivyed cot I strayed, / To breathe the morning's rich perfume, / By chance I saw a comely maid, / More beauteous than the rose in bloom.

Buying shoes without shoe boxes bespeaks cheapness of Scroogesque proportions.

I cherish your friendship.