第1章
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  \"Comein,\"saidtheeditor。

  Thedooroftheeditorialroomofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"begantocreakpainfullyunderthehesitatingpressureofanuncertainandunfamiliarhand。Thiscontinueduntilwithastartofirritationtheeditorfaceddirectlyabout,throwinghislegoverthearmofhischairwithacertainyouthfuldexterity。Withonehandgrippingitsback,theotherstillgraspingaproof-slip,andhispencilinhismouth,hestaredattheintruder。

  Thestranger,despitehishesitatingentrance,didnotseemintheleastdisconcerted。Hewasatallman,lookingeventallerbyreasonofthelongformlessovercoathewore,knownasa\"duster,\"

  andbyalongstraightbeardthatdependedfromhischin,whichhecombedwithtworeflectivefingersashecontemplatedtheeditor。

  Thereddustwhichstilllayinthecreasesofhisgarmentandinthecurvesofhissoftfelthat,andleftadustycirclelikeaprecipitatedhaloaroundhisfeet,proclaimedhim,ifnotacountryman,arecentinlandimportationbycoach。\"Busy?\"hesaid,inagravebutpleasantvoice。\"Ikinwait。Don\'tmindME。Goon。\"

  Theeditorindicatedachairwithhisdisengagedhandandplungedagainintohisproof-slips。Thestrangersurveyedthescantfurnitureandappointmentsoftheofficewithalookofgravecuriosity,andthen,takingachair,fixedanearnest,penetratinggazeontheeditor\'sprofile。Theeditorfeltit,and,withoutlookingup,said——

  \"Well,goon。\"

  \"Butyou\'rebusy。Ikinwait。\"

  \"Ishallnotbelessbusythismorning。Icanlisten。\"

  \"Iwantyoutogivemethenameofacertainpersonwhowritesinyourmagazine。\"

  Theeditor\'seyeglancedatthesecondright-handdrawerofhisdesk。Itdidnotcontainthenamesofhiscontributors,butwhatinthetraditionsofhisofficewasacceptedasanequivalent,——arevolver。Hehadneveryetpresentedeithertoaninquirer。Buthelaidasidehisproofs,and,withaslightdarkeningofhisyouthful,discontentedface,said,\"Whatdoyouwanttoknowfor?\"

  Thequestionwassoevidentlyunexpectedthatthestranger\'sfacecoloredslightly,andhehesitated。Theeditormeanwhile,withouttakinghiseyesfromtheman,mentallyranoverthecontentsofthelastmagazine。Theyhadbeenofasingularlypeacefulcharacter。

  Thereseemedtobenothingtojustifyhomicideonhispartorthestranger\'s。Yettherewasnoknowing,andhisquestioner\'sbucolicappearancebynomeansprecludedanassault。Indeed,ithadbeenalegendoftheofficethatapredecessorhadsufferedvicariouslyfromageologicalhammercovertlyintroducedintoascientificcontroversybyanirateprofessor。

  \"Aswemakeourselvesresponsiblefortheconductofthemagazine,\"

  continuedtheyoungeditor,withmatureseverity,\"wedonotgiveupthenamesofourcontributors。Ifyoudonotagreewiththeiropinions\"——

  \"ButIDO,\"saidthestranger,withhisformercomposure,\"andI

  reckonthat\'swhyIwanttoknowwhowrotethoseversescalled\'Underbrush,\'signed\'WhiteViolet,\'inyourlastnumber。They\'repow\'fulpretty。\"

  Theeditorflushedslightly,andglancedinstinctivelyaroundforanyunexpectedwitnessofhisludicrousmistake。Thefearofridiculewasuppermostinhismind,andhewasmorerelievedathismistakenotbeingoverheardthanatitsgroundlessness。

  \"TheversesAREpretty,\"hesaid,recoveringhimself,withacriticalair,\"andIamgladyoulikethem。Buteventhen,youknow,Icouldnotgiveyouthelady\'snamewithoutherpermission。

  Iwillwritetoherandaskit,ifyoulike。\"

  TheactualfactwasthattheverseshadbeensenttohimanonymouslyfromaremotevillageintheCoastRange,——theaddressbeingthepost-officeandthesignatureinitials。

  Thestrangerlookeddisturbed。\"Thensheain\'tabouthereanywhere?\"hesaid,withavaguegesture。\"Shedon\'tbelongtotheoffice?\"

  Theyoungeditorbeamedwithtolerantsuperiority:\"No,Iamsorrytosay。\"

  \"Ishouldliketohavegottoseeherandkinderaskedherafewquestions,\"continuedthestranger,withthesamereflectiveseriousness。\"Yousee,itwasn\'tjusttherhymin\'o\'themverses,——

  andtheykindersingthemselvestoye,don\'tthey?——itwasn\'tthechyceo\'words,——andIreckontheyallushittheideeinthecentreshoteverytime,——itwasn\'ttheideesandmoralshesorto\'drewouto\'whatshewastellin\',——butitwasthestraightthingitself,——thetruth!\"

  \"Thetruth?\"repeatedtheeditor。

  \"Yes,sir。I\'vebinthere。I\'veseenallthatshe\'sseeninthebrush——thelittleflicksandcheckerso\'lightandshadderdowninthebrowndustthatyouwonderhowitevergotthroughthedarkofthewoods,andthatallusseemstoslipawaylikeasnakeoralizardifyougrope。I\'veheardallthatshe\'sheardthere——thecreepin\',thesighin\',andthewhisperin\'throughthebrackenandtheground-vinesofallthatlivesthere。\"

  \"Youseemtobeapoetyourself,\"saidtheeditor,withapatronizingsmile。

  \"I\'malumberman,upinMendocino,\"returnedthestranger,withsublimenaivete。\"Gotamillthere。Yousee,sightin\'standin\'

  timberandselectin\'fromthegen\'ralshowofthetreesinthegroundandthelayofrootshezsortermademetakenotice。\"Hepaused。\"Then,\"headded,somewhatdespondingly,\"youdon\'tknowwhosheis?\"

  \"No,\"saidtheeditor,reflectively;\"notevenifitisreallyaWOMANwhowrites。\"

  \"Eh?\"

  \"Well,yousee,\'WhiteViolet\'mayaswellbethenomdeplumeofamanasofawoman,especiallyifadoptedforthepurposeofmystification。Thehandwriting,Iremember,WASmoreboyishthanfeminine。\"

  \"No,\"returnedthestrangerdoggedly,\"itwasn\'tnoMAN。There\'sideasandwordstherethatonlycomefromawoman:baby-talktothebirds,youknow,andakindoffearsomekeerofbugsandcreepin\'

  thingsthatdon\'tcometoamanwhowearsbootsandtrousers。

  Well,\"headded,withareturntohispreviousairofresigneddisappointment,\"Isupposeyoudon\'tevenknowwhatshe\'slike?\"

  \"No,\"respondedtheeditor,cheerfully。Then,followinganideasuggestedbytheoddminglingofsentimentandshrewdperceptioninthemanbeforehim,headded:\"Probablynotatalllikeanythingyouimagine。Shemaybeamotherwiththreeorfourchildren;oranoldmaidwhokeepsaboarding-house;orawrinkledschool-

  mistress;orachitofaschool-girl。I\'vehadsomefairversesfromared-hairedgirloffourteenattheSeminary,\"heconcludedwithprofessionalcoolness。

  Thestrangerregardedhimwiththenaivewonderofaninexperiencedman。Havingpaidthistributetohissuperiorknowledge,heregainedhispreviousairofgraveperception。\"Ireckonsheain\'tnoneofthem。ButI\'mkeepin\'youfromyourwork。Good-by。Myname\'sBowers——JimBowers,ofMendocino。Ifyou\'reupmyway,givemeacall。Andifyoudowritetothisyer\'WhiteViolet,\'andshe\'swillin\',sendmeheraddress。\"

  Heshooktheeditor\'shandwarmly——eveninitsliteralsignificanceofimpartingagooddealofhisownearnestcalorictotheeditor\'sfingers——andlefttheroom。Hisfootfallechoedalongthepassageanddiedout,andwithit,Ifear,allimpressionofhisvisitfromtheeditor\'smind,asheplungedagainintothesilenttaskbeforehim。

  Presentlyhewasconsciousofamelodioushummingandalightleisurelystepattheentranceofthehall。Theycontinuedoninaneasyharmonyandunaffectedasthepassageofabird。Bothwerepleasantandbothfamiliartotheeditor。TheybelongedtoJackHamlin,byvocationagambler,bytasteamusician,onhiswayfromhisapartmentsontheupperfloor,wherehehadjustrisen,todropintohisfriend\'seditorialroomandglanceovertheexchanges,aswashishabitbeforebreakfast。

  Thedooropenedlightly。Theeditorwasconsciousofafaintodorofscentedsoap,asensationoffreshnessandcleanliness,theimpressionofasofthandlikeawoman\'sonhisshoulderand,likeawoman\'s,momentarilyandplayfullycaressing,thepassageofagracefulshadowacrosshisdesk,andthenextmomentJackHamlinwasostentatiouslydustingachairwithanopennewspaperpreparatorytosittingdown。

  \"Yououghttoshipthatoffice-boyofyours,ifhecan\'tkeepthingscleaner,\"hesaid,suspendinghismelodytoeyegrimlythedustwhichMr。Bowershadshakenfromhisdepartingfeet。

  Theeditordidnotlookupuntilhehadfinishedrevisingadifficultparagraph。BythattimeMr。Hamlinhadcomfortablysettledhimselfonacanesofa,and,possiblyoutofdeferencetohissurroundings,hadsubduedhissongtoapeculiarlylow,soft,andheartbreakingwhistleasheunfoldedanewspaper。Cleanandfaultlessinhisappearance,hehadtheraregiftofbeingabletogetupattwointheafternoonwithmuchofthedewyfreshnessandallofthemoralsuperiorityofanearlyriser。

  \"Yououghttohavebeenherejustnow,Jack,\"saidtheeditor。

  \"Notarow,oldman,eh?\"inquiredJack,withafaintaccessionofinterest。

  \"No,\"saidtheeditor,smiling。Thenherelatedtheincidentsofthepreviousinterview,withacertainhumorousexaggerationwhichwaspartofhisnature。ButJackdidnotsmile。

  \"Yououghttohavebootedhimoutoftheranchonsight,\"hesaid。

  \"Whatrighthadhetocomeherepryingintoalady\'saffairs?——atleastaladyasfarasHEknows。Ofcourseshe\'ssomeoldblowzywithfrumpledhairtryingtoropeinagreenhornwithastringofwordsandphrases,\"concludedJack,carelessly,whohadanequallycynicaldistrustofthesexandofliterature。

  \"That\'saboutwhatItoldhim,\"saidtheeditor。

  \"That\'sjustwhatyouSHOULDN\'Thavetoldhim,\"returnedJack。

  \"Yououghttohavestuckupforthatwomanasifshe\'dbeenyourownmother。Lord!youfellowsdon\'tknowhowtorunamagazine。

  YououghttoletMEsitonthatchairandtackleyourcustomers。\"

  \"Whatwouldyouhavedone,Jack?\"askedtheeditor,muchamusedtofindthathishithertoinvincibleherowasnotabovetheordinaryhumanweaknessofofferingadviceastoeditorialconduct。

  \"Done?\"reflectedJack。\"Well,first,sonny,Ishouldn\'tkeeparevolverinadrawerthatIhadtoOPENtogetat。\"

  \"Butwhatwouldyouhavesaid?\"

  \"IshouldsimplyhaveaskedhimwhatwasthepriceoflumberatMendocino,\"saidJack,sweetly,\"andwhenhetoldme,Ishouldhavesaidthatthesampleshewasofferingoutofhisownheadwouldn\'tsuit。Yousee,youdon\'twantanytriflinginsuchmatters。Youwritewellenough,myboy,\"continuedhe,turningoverhispaper,\"butwhatyou\'relackinginiseditorialdignity。Butgoonwithyourwork。Don\'tmindme。\"

  Thusadmonished,theeditoragainbentoverhisdesk,andhisfriendsoftlytookuphissuspendedsong。TheeditorhadnotproceededfarinhiscorrectionswhenJack\'svoiceagainbrokethesilence。

  \"Wherearethosed——dverses,anyway?\"

  Withoutlookingup,theeditorwavedhispenciltowardsanuncutcopyofthe\"ExcelsiorMagazine\"lyingonthetable。

  \"Youdon\'tsupposeI\'mgoingtoREADthem,doyou?\"saidJack,aggrievedly。\"Whydon\'tyousaywhatthey\'reabout?That\'syourbusinessaseditor。\"

  Butthatfunctionary,nowwhollylostandwanderinginthenon-

  sequiturofaninvolvedpassageintheproofbeforehim,onlywavedanimpatientremonstrancewithhispencilandknithisbrows。

  Jack,withasigh,tookupthemagazine。

  Alongsilencefollowed,brokenonlybythehurriedrustlingofsheetsofcopyandanoccasionalexasperatedstartfromtheeditor。

  Thesunwasalreadybeginningtoslantadustybeamacrosshisdesk;Jack\'swhistlinghadlongsinceceased。Presently,withanexclamationofrelief,theeditorlaidasidethelastproof-sheetandlookedup。

  JackHamlinhadclosedthemagazine,butwithonehandthrownoverthebackofthesofahewasstillholdingit,hisslimforefingerbetweenitsleavestokeeptheplace,andhishandsomeprofileanddarklashesliftedtowardsthewindow。Theeditor,smilingatthisunwontedabstraction,saidquietly,——

  \"Well,whatdoyouthinkofthem?\"

  Jackrose,laidthemagazinedown,settledhiswhitewaistcoatwithbothhands,andloungedtowardshisfriendwithaudaciousbutslightlyveiledandshiningeyes。\"Theysortofsingthemselvestoyou,\"hesaid,quietly,leaningbesidetheeditor\'sdesk,andlookingdownuponhim。Afterapausehesaid,\"Thenyoudon\'tknowwhatshe\'slike?\"

  \"That\'swhatMr。Bowersaskedme,\"remarkedtheeditor。

  \"D——nBowers!\"

  \"Isupposeyoualsowishmetowriteandaskforpermissiontogiveyouheraddress?\"saidtheeditor,withgreatgravity。

  \"No,\"saidJack,coolly。\"IproposetogiveittoYOUwithinaweek,andyouwillpaymewithabreakfast。IshouldliketohaveitsaidthatIwasonceapaidcontributortoliterature。IfI

  don\'tgiveittoyou,I\'llstandyouadinner,that\'sall。\"

  \"Done!\"saidtheeditor。\"Andyouknownothingofhernow?\"

  \"No,\"saidJack,promptly。\"Noryou?\"

  \"NomorethanIhavetoldyou。\"

  \"That\'lldo。Solong!\"AndJack,carefullyadjustinghisglossyhatoverhiscurlsatanominouslywickedangle,saunteredlightlyfromtheroom。Theeditor,glancingafterhishandsomefigureandhearinghimtakeuphispretermittedwhistleashepassedout,begantothinkthatthecontingentdinnerwasbynomeansaninevitableprospect。

  Howbeit,heplungedoncemoreintohismonotonousduties。ButthefreshnessofthedayseemedtohavedepartedwithJack,andthelaterinterruptionsofforemanandpublisherwereofamorepracticalcharacter。Itwasnotuntilthepostarrivedthatthesuperscriptionononeoftheletterscaughthiseye,andrevivedhisformerinterest。Itwasthesamehandasthatofhisunknowncontributor\'smanuscript——ill-formedandboyish。Heopenedtheenvelope。Itcontainedanotherpoemwiththesamesignature,butalsoanote——muchlongerthanthebrieflinesthataccompaniedthefirstcontribution——wasscrawleduponaseparatepieceofpaper。

  Thistheeditoropenedfirst,andreadthefollowing,withanamazementthatforthemomentdominatedallothersense:——

  MR。EDITOR,——Iseeyouhavegotmypoetryin。ButIdon\'tseethespondulixthatoughterfollow。Perhapsyoudon\'tknowwheretosendit。ThenI\'lltellyou。SendthemoneytoLockBox47,GreenSpringsP。O。,perWellsFargo\'sExpress,andI\'llgetitthere,onaccountofmyparentsnotknowing。We\'reveryhigh-toned,andtheywouldthinkit\'slowmakingpoetryforpapers。Sendamountusuallypaidforpoetryinyourpapers。OrmaybeyouthinkImakepoetryfornothing?That\'swhereyouslipup!

  Yourstruly,WHITEVIOLET。

  P。S——Ifyoudon\'tpayforpoetry,sendthisback。It\'sasgoodaswhatyoudidputin,andisjustashardtomake。Youhearme?

  that\'sme——allthetime。

  WHITEVIOLET。

  Theeditorturnedquicklytothenewcontributionforsomecorroborationofwhathefeltmustbeanextraordinaryblunder。

  Butno!Thefewlinesthathehurriedlyreadbreathedthesameatmosphereofintellectualrepose,gentleness,andimaginationasthefirstcontribution。Andyettheywereinthesamehandwritingasthesingularmissive,andbothwereidenticalwiththepreviousmanuscript。

  Hadhebeenthevictimofahoax,andweretheversesnotoriginal?

  No;theyweredistinctlyoriginal,localincolor,andevenlocalintheuseofcertainoldEnglishwordsthatwerecommonintheSouthwest。Hehadbeforenoticedtheapparentincongruityofthehandwritingandthetext,anditwaspossiblethatforthepurposesofdisguisethepoetmighthaveemployedanamanuensis。Buthowcouldhereconciletheincongruityofthemercenaryandslangypurportofthemissiveitselfwiththementalhabitofitsauthor?

  Wasitpossiblethattheseinconsistentqualitiesexistedintheoneindividual?HesmiledgrimlyashethoughtofhisvisitorBowersandhisfriendJack。HewasstartledasherememberedthepurelyimaginativepicturehehadhimselfgiventotheseriouslyinterestedBowersofthepossibleincongruouspersonalityofthepoetess。

  WashequitefairinkeepingthisfromJack?Wasitreallyhonorable,inviewoftheirwager?ItistobefearedthataveryhumanenjoymentofJack\'spossiblediscomfiturequiteasmuchasanychivalrousfriendshipimpelledtheeditortoringeventuallyfortheoffice-boy。

  \"SeeifMr。Hamlinisinhisrooms。\"

  Theeditorthensatdown,andwroterapidlyasfollows:——

  DEARMADAM,——Youareasrightasyouaregenerousinsupposingthatonlyignoranceofyouraddresspreventedthemanagerfrompreviouslyremittingthehonorariumforyourbeautifulverses。Henowbegstosendittoyouinthemanneryouhaveindicated。Astheverseshaveattracteddeservedattention,Ihavebeenappliedtoforyouraddress。Shouldyoucaretosubmitittometobeusedatmydiscretion,Ishallfeelhonoredbyyourconfidence。Butthisisamatterleftentirelytoyourownkindnessandbetterjudgment。Meantime,Itakepleasureinaccepting\"WhiteViolet\'s\"

  presentcontribution,andremain,dearmadam,yourobedientservant,THEEDITOR。

  Theboyreturnedashewasfoldingtheletter。Mr。HamlinwasnotonlyNOTinhisrooms,but,accordingtohisnegroservantPete,hadlefttownanhouragoforafewdaysinthecountry。

  \"Didhesaywhere?\"askedtheeditor,quickly。

  \"No,sir:hedidn\'tknow。\"

  \"Verywell。Takethistothemanager。\"Headdressedtheletter,and,scrawlingafewhieroglyphicsonamemorandum-tag,toreitoff,andhandeditwiththelettertotheboy。

  Anhourlaterhestoodinthemanager\'soffice。\"Thenextnumberisprettywellmadeup,\"hesaid,carelessly,\"andIthinkoftakingadayortwooff。\"

  \"Certainly,\"saidthemanager。\"Itwilldoyougood。Wheredoyouthinkyou\'llgo?\"

  \"Ihaven\'tquitemadeupmymind。\"

  CHAPTERII

  \"Hullo!\"saidJackHamlin。

  Hehadhaltedhismareattheedgeofanabruptchasm。Itdidnotappeartobefiftyfeetacross,yetitsdepthmusthavebeennearlytwohundredtowherethehiddenmountain-stream,ofwhichitwasthebanks,alternatelyslipped,tumbled,andfellwithmurmuringandmonotonousregularity。Oneortwopine-treesgrowingontheoppositeedge,loosenedattheroots,hadtiltedtheirstraightshaftslikespearsovertheabyss,andthetopofone,restingontheupperbranchesofasycamoreafewyardsfromhim,servedasanaerialbridgeforthepassageofaboyoffourteentowhomMr。

  Hamlin\'schallengewasaddressed。

  Theboystoppedmidwayinhisperiloustransit,and,lookingdownuponthehorseman,responded,coolly,\"Hullo,yourself!\"

  \"Isthattheonlywayacrossthisinfernalhole,ortheoneyoupreferforexercise?\"continuedHamlin,gravely。

  Theboysatdownonabough,allowinghisbarefeettodangleoverthedizzydepths,andcriticallyexaminedhisquestioner。Jackhadonthisoccasionmodifiedhisusualcorrectconventionalattirebyatastefulcombinationofavaquero\'scostume,and,inloosewhitebullion-fringedtrousers,redsash,jacket,andsombrero,lookedinfinitelymoredashingandpicturesquethanhisoriginal。

  Nevertheless,theboydidnotreply。Mr。Hamlin\'sprideinhisusualascendencyoverwomen,children,horses,andallunreasoninganimalswasdeeplynettled。Hesmiled,however,andsaid,quietly,——

  \"Comehere,GeorgeWashington。Iwanttotalktoyou。\"

  Withoutrejectingthisaugustyetimpossibletitle,theboypresentlyliftedhisfeet,andcarelesslyresumedhispassageacrossthechasmuntil,reachingthesycamore,hebegantolethimselfdownsquirrel-wise,leapbyleap,withanoccasionaltrapezeswingingfromboughtobough,droppingatlasteasilytotheground。Hereheappearedtoberathergood-looking,albeitthesunandairhadworkedamiracleofbrowntanandfrecklesonhisexposedsurfaces,untilthemottlingofhisovalcheekslookedlikeapolishedbird\'segg。Indeed,itstruckMr。Hamlinthathewasasintenselyapartofthatsylvanseclusionasthehiddenbrookthatmurmured,thebrownvelvetshadowsthatlayliketrappingsonthewhiteflanksofhishorse,thequiveringheat,andthestingingspiceofbay。Mr。Hamlinhadvagueideasofdryadsandfauns,butatthatmomentwouldhavebetsomethingonthechancesoftheirsurvival。

  \"Ididnothearwhatyousaidjustnow,general,\"heremarked,withgreateleganceofmanner,\"butIknowfromyourreputationthatitcouldnotbealie。IthereforegatherthatthereISanotherwayacross。\"

  Theboysmiled;rather,hisveryshortupperlipapparentlyvanishedcompletelyoverhiswhiteteeth,andhisveryblackeyes,whichshowedagreatdealofthewhitearoundthem,dancedintheirorbits。

  \"ButYOUcouldn\'tfindit,\"hesaid,slyly。

  \"Nomorecouldyoufindthehalf-dollarIdroppedjustnow,unlessIhelpedyou。\"

  Mr。Hamlin,bywayofillustration,leaneddeeplyoverhisleftstirrup,andpointedtotheground。Atthesamemomentabrighthalf-dollarabsolutelyappearedtoglitterintheherbageatthepointofhisfinger。Itwasatrickthathadalwaysbroughtgreatpleasureandprofittohisyoungfriends,andsomelossanddiscomfitureofwagertohisolderones。

  Theboypickedupthecoin:\"There\'sadipandalevelcrossingaboutamileoveryer,\"——hepointed,——\"butit\'sthroughthewoods,andthey\'rethathighwiththickbresh。\"

  \"Withwhat?\"

  \"Bresh,\"repeatedtheboy;\"THAT,\"——pointingtoafewfrondsofbrackengrowingintheshadowofthesycamore。

  \"Oh!underbrush?\"

  \"Yes;Isaid\'bresh,\'\"returnedtheboy,doggedly。\"YOUmightgetthrough,efyouwarspry,butnotyourhoss。Wheredoyouwanttogo,anyway?\"

  \"Doyouknow,George,\"saidMr。Hamlin,lazilythrowinghisrightlegoverthehornofhissaddleforgreatereaseanddeliberationinreplying,\"it\'sveryodd,butthat\'sjustwhatI\'Dliketoknow。

  Now,whatwouldYOU,inyourbroadstatesmanlikeviewsofthingsgenerally,advise?\"

  Quiteconvincedofthestranger\'smentalunsoundness,theboyglancedagainathishalf-dollar,asiftomakesureofitsintegrity,pocketeditdoubtfully,andturnedaway。

  \"Whereareyougoing?\"saidHamlin,resuminghisseatwiththeagilityofacircus-rider,andspurringforward。

  \"ToGreenSprings,whereIlive,twomilesovertheridgeonthefarslope,\"——indicatingthedirection。

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