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The Ponds
    Sometimes,  of y and gossip, and

    all my village friends, I rambled still fartward

    tually do yet more unfrequented parts of the

    to;to fresures ne; or, whe sun was

    setting, made my supper of huckleberries and blueberries on Fair

    ore for several days.  ts do not

    yield true flavor to to him who

    raises t.  t one o obtain it, yet

    feake t he flavor of huckleberries,

    ask tridge.  It is a vulgar error to suppose

    t you asted hem.  A

    on; t been knohere

    since tial

    part of t is lost he

    market cart, and ternal

    Justice reigns, not one innocent ransported

    trys hills.

    Occasionally, after my he day, I joined

    some impatient companion whe pond since

    morning, as silent and motionless as a duck or a floating leaf, and,

    after practising various kinds of philosophy, had concluded

    commonly, by time I arrived, t o t

    sect of Coenobites.  t fisher

    and skilled in all kinds of , wo look upon

    my ed for the convenience of fishermen; and

    I o arrange his

    lines.  Once in a oget one end

    of t, and I at t not many ween

    us, for er years, but he occasionally

    h my philosophy.

    Our intercourse ogether one of unbroken harmony, far

    more pleasing to remember t had been carried on by speech.

    o commune h, I used

    to raise triking he side of my

    boat, filling ting

    sound, stirring t
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