I have learned that friendship
is very simple, and, more than all else, I have learned the
lesson of being quiet, of looking out across the meadows and
hills, and of trusting a little in God.
And now, for the moment, I am regaining another of the joys of
youth--that of the sense of perfect freedom. I made no plans when
I left home, I scarcely chose the direction in which I was to
travel, but drifted out, as a boy might, into the great busy
world. Oh, I have dreamed of that! It seems almost as though,
after ten years, I might again really touch the highest joys of
adventure!
So I took the Road as it came, as a man takes a woman, for better
or worse--I took the Road, and the farms along it, and the sleepy
little villages, and the streams from the hillsides--all with
high enjoyment. They were good coin in my purse! And when I had
passed the narrow horizon of my acquaintanceship, and reached
country new to me, it seemed as though every sense I had began to
awaken. I must have grown dull, unconsciously, in the last years
there on my farm. I cannot describe the eagerness of discovery I
felt at climbing each new hill, nor the long breath I took at the
top of it as I surveyed new stretches of pleasant countryside.
Assuredly this is one of the royal moments of all the year--fine,
cool, sparkling spring weather.
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