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it was more than tiresome. The forest was 

 the goal, there the interest was continual. 

 At first it was bewildering, what the ordinary 

 traveller would call tame. No mountains to 

 climb, no rocks or precipices, no dangers 

 to encounter, nothing but bush and insects. 

 Oh ! those insects ! Myriads of them as 

 lovely as they are troublesome to those 

 who are worried by trifles. That side of 

 insect life is, however, of small impor- 

 tance to those who see. They are in the 

 position so well indicated in Mrs. Browning's 

 lines : 



" Earth is craiamed with heaven, 

 And every common bush afire with God, 

 But only he who sees 

 Takes off his shoes." 



He who sees is on holy ground. His blind- 

 ness has given place to a glorious effulgence. 

 No matter that the forest is dark and dismal, 

 there is something everywhere worth more 



