A Thousand-Mile Walk 



&quot;caller&quot; fish from the sea, I set out for the 

 grand palm grove. I had seen these dazzling 

 sun-children in every day of my walk through 

 Florida, but they were usually standing soli 

 tary, or in groups of three or four; but to-day 

 I was to see them by the mile. The captain 

 led me a short distance through his corn field 

 and showed me a trail which would conduct 

 me to the palmy hummock. He pointed out 

 the general direction, which I noted upon my 

 compass. 



&quot;Now,&quot; said he, &quot;at the other side of my 

 farthest field you will come to a jungle of cat- 

 briers, but will be able to pass them if you 

 manage to keep the trail. You will find that 

 the way is not by any means well marked, for 

 in passing through a broad swamp, the trail 

 makes a good many abrupt turns to avoid deep 

 water, fallen trees, or impenetrable thickets. 

 You will have to wade a good deal, and in pass 

 ing the water-covered places you will have to 

 watch for the point where the trail comes out 

 on the opposite side.&quot; 



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