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"The Old Manse" is not a short story but an essay written by Nathaniel Hawthorne, first published in 1846 as part of his collection "Mosses from an Old Manse".
In "The Old Manse", Hawthorne recalls his experience residing with his wife Sophia for several years at the Old Manse, a historic home in Concord, Massachusetts. The essay provides a vivid description of the house and its surroundings as well as an impression of Hawthorne's rural life.
Hawthorne discusses the history of the Old Manse and its connection to the American Revolution, as well as the influence of nature and the changing seasons on his creative inspiration. He also ponders the passage of time and the transient nature of human existence, and finds solace and meaning in the timeless beauty of the natural world.
This essay provides readers with a glimpse into the author's inner thoughts and feelings, his respect for the mystery of existence, and the enduring power of the human spirit.

Summary
Between two tall gate-posts of rough-hewn stone (the gate itself having fallen from its hinges at some unknown epoch) we beheld the gray front of the old parsonage, terminating the vista of an avenue of black-ash trees. It was now a twelvemonth since the funeral procession of the venerable clergyman, its last inhabitant, had turned from that gateway towards the village burying-ground. The wheel-track leading to the door, as well as the whole breadth of the avenue, was almost overgrown with grass,¡¦..

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The Old Manse