We're not a big party, son. We're just a handful of people sent out to mark the trail and prepare the ground for those who are gon...na come after us. By next summer they'll be 100 families on the move. And they're countin' on us to have a crop ready for them. And if we don't, they'll starve, sure as shootin'. That's why we gotta reach that valley before the winter rains come. We been prayin' that we'd be showed the way. It might just be that you boys are the answer to our prayers.... Leading our wagons to the San Juan, to a valley that's been reserved for us by the Lord, been reserved for His people. So we can plow it and seed it and make it fruitful in His eyes.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
One attraction in coming to the woods to live was that I should have leisure and opportunity to see the spring come in. The ice in... the pond at length begins to be honeycombed, and I can set my heel in it as I walk. Fogs and rains and warmer suns are gradually melting the snow; the days have grown sensibly longer; and I see how I shall get through the winter without adding to my wood-pile, for large fires are no longer necessary. I am on the alert for the first signs of spring, to hear the chance note of some arriving bird, or the striped squirrel's chirp, for his stores must be now nearly exhausted, or see the woodchuck venture out of his winter quarters.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I felt more than ever the necessity of my mission. But I went home out of spirits, I hardly know why. I must work by myself all li...fe long.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The foolish fears of what might happen. I cast them all away... Among the clover-scented grass, Among the new-mown hay, Among the husking of the corn, Where drowsy poppies nod Where ill thoughts die and good are born-- Out in the fields with God.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Joe ... you remember I said you wouldn't be cheated?... Nobody is really. Eventually all things work out. There's a design in ever...ything.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
"Dirty fellow!" exclaimed the Captain, seizing both her wrists, "hark you, Mrs. Frog, you'd best hold your tongue; for I must make... bold to tell you, if you don't, that I shall make no ceremony of tripping you out of the window, and there you may lie in the mud till some of your Monseers come to help you out of it."LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
America is not so much a nightmare as a non-dream. The American non-dream is precisely a move to wipe the dream out of existence. ...The dream is a spontaneous happening and therefore dangerous to a control system set up by the non-dreamers.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »