Mystic 

 River 



The Days of a Man 



1874 



Leaving Noank after dark to take the train at 

 Old Mystic, the next station, five miles to the east, 

 I had to walk the track and cross a bridge over the 

 broad and shallow estuary of the Mystic River. 

 This stream runs through a marshy woodland 

 frequented by sad and insistent night herons. 

 Nothing particular happened, and I reached my 

 destination in safety; but the weird dusk of unseen 

 water in an unknown but not uninhabited wood rises 

 before my eye whenever I meet the word "mystic." 



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