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of the rare remaining wild places of earth, there are 

 one or two treasured stimulants of the senses — 

 master sounds or smells or sights or tastes or touches 

 — which serve to tear away the last barriers which 

 cities and crowds have built up, and to reassure the 

 feeling of intimacy which should never have been 

 allowed to lessen. In a first approach to a New 

 World jungle, satisfaction comes through the call 

 of a kiskadee, a toucan, or a howling monkey ; when 

 great crashing breakers have become the thinnest of 

 silvery silken threads, then I begin to have the feel 

 of the air; when through the darkness comes the 

 rich salty aroma of stranded seaweed, I possess the 

 yet unseen shore and tidepools; as the first fish 

 peers into my helmet and says " Oh ! Oh ! Brother ! " 

 the undersea is no longer alien; and finally, after 

 hours of half -hypnotized watching of shining waves, 

 when the first flyingfish in its brave armor of silver 

 and ultramarine breaks through the surface, then 

 all the mystery of ocean reaches deep into my soul 

 and I am glad to be alive and filled with enthusiasm 

 and the eternal desire to know. 



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