A nousand-Mile Walk 



the Cumberland River becomes still grander. 

 Burkesville, in beautiful location, is embosomed 

 in a glorious array of verdant flowing hills. The 

 Cumberland must be a happy stream. I think 

 I could enjoy traveling with it in the midst of 

 such beauty all my life. This evening I could 

 find none willing to take me in, and so lay down 

 on a hillside and fell asleep muttering praises 

 to the happy abounding beauty of Kentucky. 



September p. Another day in the most fa- 

 vored province of bird and flower. Many rapid 

 streams, flowing in beautiful flower-bordered 

 caiions embosomed in dense woods. Am seated 

 on a grand hill-slope that leans back against 

 the sky like a picture. Amid the wide waves 

 of green wood there are spots of autumnal 

 yellow and the atmosphere, too, has the dawn- 

 ings of autumn in colors and sounds. The soft 

 light of morning falls upon ripening forests of 

 oak and elm, walnut and hickory, and all Na- 

 ture is thoughtful and calm. Kentucky is the 

 greenest, leafiest State I have yet seen. The 

 sea of soft temperate plant-green is deepest here. 

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