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of the morbid or unhealthful, his sympa- 

 thies were fresh and keen, he was content 

 to be alone, yet he delighted in tramps 

 and boating trips with his college chums, 

 and would walk to Worcester to ask his 

 friend, Mr. Blake, to take a jaunt up-coun- 

 try to the mountains. For prying strangers 

 and supercilious people he lacked cour- 

 tesy. He disliked pretence of all kinds, 

 but restrained himself to reproof of wrong 

 and folly rather than enlarged his energies 

 as an active reformer. A creature of im- 

 pulses, he was still a hard worker, after his 

 fashion, wrote much in his cabin, and left 

 a chest of manuscript, but made next to 

 nothing by his writing. He did get a job 

 of surveying, now and then, and gave an 

 occasional lecture, and the few dollars that 

 he made in that way seemed to satisfy 

 him. Thus Mr. Emerson. 



The sage was at that time beginning to 

 losr his memory, and when I asked him 

 the name of a mountain seen in the west 

 from Concord he shook his head slowly 

 with a shade of sadness in his look. "Ah," 

 said he, "you must not expect me to 



