. Idle days in Patagonia. Natural history. 240 Idle Days in Patagonia. miracle. For a space of time so short that if it could be measured it would probably be found to occupy no more than a fraction of a second, I am no longer in an English garden recalling and con- sciously thinking about that vanished past, but during that brief moment time and space seem annihilated and the past is now. I am again on the grassy pampas, where I have been sleeping. Wakening at Dawn. very soundly under the stars,—would that I could now sleep as soundly under a roof! It is the moment of wakening, when my eyes a
. Idle days in Patagonia. Natural history. 240 Idle Days in Patagonia. miracle. For a space of time so short that if it could be measured it would probably be found to occupy no more than a fraction of a second, I am no longer in an English garden recalling and con- sciously thinking about that vanished past, but during that brief moment time and space seem annihilated and the past is now. I am again on the grassy pampas, where I have been sleeping. Wakening at Dawn. very soundly under the stars,—would that I could now sleep as soundly under a roof! It is the moment of wakening, when my eyes are just opening to the pure over-arching skjr, flushed in its eastern half with tender colour ; and at the moment that nature thus reveals itself to my vision in its ex- quisite morning beauty and freshness, I am sensible of the subtle primrose perfume in the air. The. Please note that these images are extracted from scanned page images that may have been digitally enhanced for readability - coloration and appearance of these illustrations may not perfectly resemble the original Hudson, W. H. (William Henry), 1841-1922. New York, D. Appleton
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