A Thousand-Mile Walk 
very little to lose, and that nobody was likely to 
think it worth while to rob me; that, anyhow, 
I always had good luck. In the morning he 
repeated the warning and entreated me to turn 
back, which never for a moment interfered with 
my resolution to pursue my glorious walk. 
September 11. Long stretch of level sand- 
stone plateau, lightly furrowed and dimpled 
with shallow groove-like valleys and hills. The 
trees are mostly oaks, planted wide apart like 
those in the Wisconsin woods. A good many 
pine trees here and there, forty to eighty feet 
high, and most of the ground is covered with 
showy flowers. Polygalas [milkworts], solida- 
goes [goldenrods], and asters were especially 
abundant. I came to a cool clear brook every 
half mile or so, the banks planted with Os- 
munda regalis, Osmunda cinnamomea, and hand- 
some sedges. The few larger streams were 
fringed with laurels and azaleas. Large areas 
beneath the trees are covered with formidable 
green briers and brambles, armed with hooked 
claws, and almost impenetrable. Houses are 
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