WILD PASTURES 



lager. They stick close to well-traveled 

 paths, and though the muskrats are out 

 nights no one would for a moment 

 question their temperance and industry. 

 Their characters are excellent ones, be- 

 yond suspicion, and their tracks show it. 



On the pond shore at ebb tide the gla- 

 ciers, too, have left their tracks, though 

 it is probably several hundred thousand 

 years since any have been this way. 

 Where there are granite ledges you may 

 know that these were here before even 

 the glaciers stalked solemnly by, for 

 they show where the ice in grumbling 

 grandeur ground small stones against 

 them and gradually wore out ruts in the 

 enduring granite by force of attrition. 



The track of the glacier is like the 

 trail of the serpent, it leaves no toe- 

 marks, but its sliding progress is unmis- 

 takable. Side by side with the ledge 

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