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In Touch with Nature. 



one remained in-doors, a city would appear 

 deserted ; so the well-wooded banks of the river 

 as I passed by. Not a leaf seemed to stir, and 



not a bird came or went; not even a swallow. 

 Life absent, indeed ! Rounding a pine-clad point, 

 while drifting in the mile-wide stream where not a 

 feather was to be seen, the music from a hundred 



