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phant march home with our loaded satchels, 

 these were not merely enjoyed one day, they 

 have filled us on a hundred different occasions 

 with felicitous reflections ! I love a day's ex- 

 cursion into the woods with a choice party with 

 all my soul. Not as many attempt the matter 

 when they would be exceedingly Arcadian not 

 a formal and formidable Villeggiatura, an in- 

 vasion of the silent woods with gigs and post- 

 chaises ; startling the creatures of solitude with 

 the flash of scarfs, ribbons and parasols, with 

 their cloth as ceremoniously spread as for a 

 city feast, their cold collations arranged by 

 conceited livery-servants, their breaking of 

 bottles and obstreperous merriment; but with 

 souls familiar with the mysteries and spirit of 

 Nature, their simple repast spread under the 

 green boughs by fair hands, and partaken with 

 light and merry hearts prepared to enjoy all 

 that the freshness and beauty of the scene may 

 pour into their bosoms, and what their own 

 social natures will abundantly afford them. 

 With such I have, in past years, enjoyed to 

 perfection the luxury of a Nutting expedition, 

 and I recur to the memory of it with double 



