ling of exhilaration and romantic expectancy, blent with an absurd sense of our being entirely on our own resources, vagrants shifting for ourselves, independent of civilizati

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one vast nervous system of human communication. This field whose green sod we were treading connected with another field, that with another, and that again with another-all the way to New York-all the way to Cape Horn! No break anywhere. All we had to do was to go on putting one foot before the other, and we could arrive

otten-looking little farmhouse, surrounded by giant wind-worn popla

Colin, "if we struck some bright little

ady miles away, wrapped in lonely distance, wistfully forsaken. Everything we looked at seemed to have gained a new importance and significance; every tree and bush seemed to say, "So many miles to New York," and we unconscious

attentively, with a learned air, as though making a mental note for some ornithological society in New York. "Bluebird seen in Erie

came the sound of an engine surrounded by a group of men, occupied in feeding it with trusses of corn fr

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-humoured German voice belonging to an old dame, who seemed glad to have the lonely afternoon silence broken by human speech; and we were then, as often afterward, reminded that we were not so

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