New Walks in Old Ways 



They have; only they don't know just 

 which one. The walls from which 

 escape has been made are the walls of 

 conventionality; the walls of the big- 

 gest "bughouse" on the planet. The 

 world will stand for your playing the 

 part of a strolling vagabond for a time, 

 but if you get confirmed in the habit 

 you will soon be outlawed. So take 

 my advice, and follow the crowd as 

 long as you can stand it; but don't 

 forget to sidestep the merciless pro- 

 cession now and then, when you can 

 find or make an opportunity, and get 

 far enough away from it once in a 

 while to note its follies, and observe 

 its destination. 



The moment man discovers some 

 way of making a weed serve any of his 

 own purposes it of course ceases to be 

 a weed. Not that any change has 

 taken place in the plant itself, but the 

 mere fact that it now brings man corn 

 or fodder or sleep or stimulation, as 

 the case may be, promotes it from the 

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