After ing, in the forenoon, I

    usually bats coves

    for a stint, and was of labor from my person, or

    smoot t wrinkle wudy he

    afternoon ely free.  Every day or trolled to the

    village to ly going on

    ting eito mouto

    newspaper, and waken in hic doses, was really as

    refress le of leaves and the peeping of

    frogs.  As I o see the birds and squirrels, so

    I o see tead of the wind

    among ts rattle.  In one direction from my

    s in the

    grove of elms and buttonher horizon was a village of

    busy men, as curious to me as if they had been prairie-dogs, each

    sitting at ts burroo a neighbors

    to gossip.  I  tly to observe ts.  the

    village appeared to me a great neo

    support it, as once at Redding amp; Companys on State Street, they

    kept nuts and raisins, or salt and meal and other groceries.  Some

    appetite for ty, t is, the

    ne t forever in

    public avenues  stirring, and let it simmer and whisper

    tesian winds, or as if in

    only producing numbness and insensibility to pain -- ot

    en be painful to bear --  affecting the

    consciousness.  I he

    village, to see a roing on a ladder

    sunning their

    eyes glancing along t, from time to time,

    uous expression, or else leaning against a barn h

    ts, like caryatides, as if to prop it up.

    t of doors, ever he wind.

    t mills, in w rudely

    digested or cracked up before it is emptied into finer and more

    delicate  tals of the

    village -office, and the

    bank; and, as a necessary part of t a bell, a

    big gun, and a fire-engine, at convenient places; and the houses

    o make t of mankind, in lanes and

    fronting one anot every traveller o run the

    gauntlet, and every man,  a lick at him.

    Of course, tationed nearest to the line,

    prices for the few

    straggling inants in tskirts, whe line

    began to occur, and traveller could get over urn aside

    into co ground or window

    tax.  Signs o allure o catch

    ite, as tavern and victualling cellar; some by

    tore and thers by

    t or ts, as the shoemaker,

    or tailor.  Besides, till more terrible standing

    invitation to call at every one of these houses, and company

    expected about times.  For t part I escaped wonderfully

    from t once boldly and

    deliberation to to the

    gauntlet, or by keeping my ts on hings, like Orpheus,

    o his lyre, drowned

    t out of danger.quot;  Sometimes I

    bolted suddenly, and nobody could tell my

    stand muc gracefulness, and never ated at a gap in a

    fence.  I omed to make an irruption into some houses,

    ained, and after learning the kernels and

    very last sieveful of news -- w s of

    her

    muc out the rear avenues, and so

    escaped to the woods again.

    It , 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

    a-so put up for the

    niglemen and ladies making a call have gone half a mile

    out of t, and not

    kno is a surprising and memorable, as well

    as valuable experience, to be lost in time.  Often in

    a snoorm, even by day, one  upon a well-known road

    and yet find it impossible to tell he village.

    t ravelled it a times,

    recognize a feature in it, but it is as strange to  were

    a road in Siberia.  By nigy is

    infinitely greater.  In our most trivial antly,

    teering like pilots by certain well-known

    beacons and ill

    carry in our minds t

    till ely lost, or turned round -- for a man needs only

    to be turned round once  in to be lost

    -- do e tness and strangeness of nature.  Every

    man o learn ts of compass again as often as be awakes,

    ion.  Not till , in

    ot till o find

    ourselves, and realize ent of our

    relations.

    One afternoon, near t summer, o

    to get a s

    into jail, because, as I ed, I did not pay a tax

    to, or recognize ty of, tate which buys and sells

    men, le, at ts

    senate-o ther purposes.

    But, wheir

    dirty institutions, and, if train o belong to

    te odd-felloy.  It is true, I might have

    resisted forcibly , mig;amokquot;

    against society; but I preferred t society s;amokquot;

    against me, it being te party.  however, I was released

    t day, obtained my mended surned to the woods in

    season to get my dinner of huckleberries on Fair haven hill.  I was

    never molested by any person but ted tate.  I

    but for t even

    a nail to put over my latcened my door

    nigo be absent several days; not even when

    t fall I spent a fortnig my

    ed t had been surrounded by a file of

    soldiers.  tired rambler could rest and warm himself by my fire,

    terary amuse able, or the

    curious, by opening my closet door, see  of my dinner,

    and  I , though many people of

    every class came to the pond, I suffered no serious

    inconvenience from t

    one small book, a volume of homer, which perhaps was improperly

    gilded, and trust a soldier of our camp his

    time.  I am convinced, t if all men o live as simply as I

    take place

    only in communities

    w enoug

    properly distributed.

    quot;Nec bella fuerunt,

    Faginus astabat dum scype dapes.quot;

    quot;Nor ,

    .quot;

    quot;You w need o employ

    puniss?  Love virtue, and tuous.  the

    virtues of a superior man are like tues of a common

    man are like t,

    bends.quot;