NOT FAR FROM THE CHURCH O’ THE PINES IS A FAVORITE HAUNT. A little stony brook rises out of the bogs and fens to the west and comes tumbling down to the Mississippi. Within the brook are flame-sided brook trout and beside it, for a short week or two each spring, bloom golden marsh marigolds, or cowslips. Such places are small and vanishing treasures of the natural world and must be saved and passed on to future generations. Such a stream also sings a fine accompaniment to a quiet moment or a lullaby at the end of the day.