The Village
, e in too launch
myself into t, especially if it empestuous,
and set sail from some brigure room, h a
bag of rye or Indian meal upon my shoulder, for my snug harbor in
tig and ches
s, leaving only my outer man at the
ying up t was plain sailing. I had
many a genial t by t;as I sailed.quot; I was never
cast aressed in any ered some
severe storms. It is darker in ts,
t suppose. I frequently o look up at the opening
betrees above to learn my route, and,
o feel t track
ion of particular trees
ance,
not more teen inc, in t of the woods,
invariably, in t nigimes, after coming hus
late in a dark and muggy nig felt th which my
eyes could not see, dreaming and absent-minded all til I
tc
been able to recall a single step of my walk, and I
t pers er should
forsake it, as ts o t
assistance. Several times, ay into
evening, and it proved a dark nigo conduct o
t-pat out to him
tion o pursue, and in keeping wo be
guided rat t I
directed two young men whe
pond. t a mile off te
used to te. A day or ter one of told me t they
ter part of t, close by their own
premises, and did not get ill toward morning, by wime,
as the
leaves , to their skins. I have
ray even in treets, whe
darkness you could cut it he
saying is. Some s, o town