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The Fuel In The Earth Will Be Exhausted In A Thousand Or More Years, And Its Mineral Wealth, But Man Will Find Substitutes For These In The Winds, The Waves, The Sun's Heat, And So Forth.

I Do Not Think I Exaggerate The Importance Or The Charms Of Pedestrianism, Or Our Need As A People To Cultivate The Art. I Think It Would Tend To Soften The National Manners, To Teach Us The Meaning Of Leisure, To Acquaint Us With The Charms Of The Open Air, To Strengthen And Foster The Tie Between The Race And The Land. No One Else Looks Out Upon The World So Kindly And Charitably As The Pedestrian; No One Else Gives And Takes So Much From The Country He Passes Through.

We Have Produced Some Good Walkers And Saunterers, And Some Noted Climbers; But As A Staple Recreation, As A Daily Practice, The Mass Of The People Dislike And Despise Walking.

For Two Summers Not A Blue Wing, Not A Blue Warble. I Seemed To Miss Something Kindred And Precious From My Environment--the Visible Embodiment Of The Tender Sky And Wistful Soil. What A Loss, I Said, To Coming Generations Of Dwellers In The Country--no Bluebird In Spring!

It Is Reported Of Margaret Fuller That She Said She Accepted The Universe. "gad, She'd Better!" Retorted Carlyle. Carlyle Himself Did Not Accept The Universe In A Very Whole-hearted Manner. Looking Up At The Midnight Stars, He Exclaimed: "a Sad Spectacle! If They Be Inhabited, What A Scope For Misery And Folly; If They Be Not Inhabited, What A Waste Of Space!"