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CHAPTEK V. 
Stranger, if thou hast learnt a truth which needs 
No school of long experience, that the world 
Is full of guilt and misery, and hast seen 
Enough of all its sorrows, crimes, and cares, 
To tire thee of it — enter the wild wood 
And view the haunts of Natm^e. The calm shade 
Shall bring a kindred calm, and the sw^eet breeze 
That makes the green leaves dance, shall waft a balm 
To thy sick heart. — ^Bryant. 
DuEiNG mj absence from home I had a Fernery 
made for my spoils. I chose an open space of 
ground facing due south, so that in the summer 
time the Ferns would have the full light and 
warmth of the sun's rays. I did this, because I 
had noticed that the most rare and delicate Ferns 
I had seen, chose for themselves situations of the 
like character. The back of the Fernery abruptly 
descended to the edge of a pond, through which 
