ii8 In Touch with Nature. 



but why complain? Half the people we meet 

 leave as uncanny a track on the tablet of our 

 memory. 



By the camp-fire, not long after, I was disposed 

 to rebel at the thought of leaving so sweet a spot ; 

 but there was the great beyond through which we 

 proposed to ramble, and I soon returned to com- 

 mon sense. How easy it is to be foolish ! Whether 

 paradise or purgatory depends in great measure 

 upon ourselves ; but looking across the valley 

 now, I cannot believe the hills beyond hold in 

 store for us anything better than these wood-clad 

 reaches of old Windy Bush. 



