We are coming more and more to like the savor of the wild and the unconventional. Perhaps it is just this savor or suggestion of free fields and woods, both in his life and in his books, that causes so many persons to seek out John Burroughs in his retreat among the trees and rocks on the hills that skirt the western bank of the Hudson. To Mr. Burroughs more perhaps than to any other living American might be applied these words in Genesis: See, the smell of my son is as the smell of a field which the Lord hath blessed –so redolent of the soil and of the hardiness and plenitude of rural things is the influence that emanates from him.