. Down the eastern and up the Black . <5o HSI <:. Reader, did you ever try to follow the channel of a brooklet?Not a quiet, well ordered, methodical brooklet, that flows unhin-dered through cultivated meadows and well cleared woods, whereyou can sit down beneath the sheltering branches of beech trees,and watch the waters play with the pebbles at their roots, butan untamed, untamable brooklet, that comes through tangledthickets interlaced with wildbriers. You seek an entrance butare driven back, each jealous wildbrier resenting your glimpse of smiling water lures
. Down the eastern and up the Black . <5o HSI <:. Reader, did you ever try to follow the channel of a brooklet?Not a quiet, well ordered, methodical brooklet, that flows unhin-dered through cultivated meadows and well cleared woods, whereyou can sit down beneath the sheltering branches of beech trees,and watch the waters play with the pebbles at their roots, butan untamed, untamable brooklet, that comes through tangledthickets interlaced with wildbriers. You seek an entrance butare driven back, each jealous wildbrier resenting your glimpse of smiling water lures you on, however, and youstrive again; this time the briers clutch your coat and hold youfast. You struggle—you sweat—you swab your face, until animpish brier seizes your handkerchief and tosses it from side toside above your head, and as you vainly try to grasp it, clawsyour hand and flings its long and prickly arms about your neckas if it fain would strangle you. Exasperated and reckless, un-conscious of smarts, you dash forward toward an open place andfind y
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