





Chapter III 



ALONG THE ROAD 

 I 



I turned the key 

 on my study I have 

 almost forgotten the 

 familiar titles on 

 which my eye rested 

 whenever I took a 

 survey of my book -shelves. Those 

 friends stanch and true, with whom I have 

 held such royal fellowship when skies were 

 chill and winds were cold, will not forget 

 me, nor shall I become unfaithful to them. 

 I have gone abroad that I may return later 

 with renewed zest and deeper insight to my 

 old companionships. Books and nature are 

 never inimical ; they mutually speak for and 

 interpret each other; and only he who 

 stands where their double light falls sees 

 things in true perspective and in right 

 relations. 



The road along whose winding course I 

 have been making a delightful pilgrimage 

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