Undine and our sylvan world; sixteen nature sketches . I came back to the little dam the waterwas running over the new falls quitepatiently but a conscience had rousedme and I had decided. With one kickof my boot I sent mud and slate stonesa-flying and the brook jumped forthjoyously and went on in the coursechosen by nature. To me, it seemed asif it sang a happier song at being letloose to run in its own sweet will in a while I had to go up onthe bank—now, because my boots werenot high enough to let me step in thepool, and, now, because some spidersweb blocked my way. Then I beganth
Undine and our sylvan world; sixteen nature sketches . I came back to the little dam the waterwas running over the new falls quitepatiently but a conscience had rousedme and I had decided. With one kickof my boot I sent mud and slate stonesa-flying and the brook jumped forthjoyously and went on in the coursechosen by nature. To me, it seemed asif it sang a happier song at being letloose to run in its own sweet will in a while I had to go up onthe bank—now, because my boots werenot high enough to let me step in thepool, and, now, because some spidersweb blocked my way. Then I beganthinking of how the flies have two badenemies near this brook—one, the min-nows, that fly helter skelter when thelittle watching fish runs in the poolahead of me and perhaps tells the old-55-
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