I Cannot Help But Think A Curious

In My Deepest Troubles, I Frequently Would Wrench Myself From The Persons Around Me And Retire To Some Secluded Part Of Our Noble Forests.

A True Conservationist Is A Man Who Knows That The World Is Not Given By His Fathers, But Borrowed From His Children.

My Heart Swelled With Uncontrollable Delight.

There Is The Morass, Wherein You Plunge Up To Your Knees, Or The Walking Over The Stubborn, Dwarfish Shrubbery, Whereby One Treads Down The Forests Of Labrador; And The Unexpected Bunting Or Sylvia Which Perchance, And Indeed As If By Chance Alone, You Now And Then See Flying Before You, Or Hear Singing From The Ground Creeping Plant.

Mathematics Was Hard, Dull Work, I Thought; Geography Pleased Me More. For My Other Studies, As Well As For Dancing, I Was Quite Enthusiastic.