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Thoughheknowsthathehastravelleditathousandtimes，hecannotrecognizeafeatureinit，butitisasstrangetohimasifitwerearoadinSiberia。Bynight，ofcourse，theperplexityisinfinitelygreater。Inourmosttrivialwalks，weareconstantly，thoughunconsciously，steeringlikepilotsbycertainwell-knownbeaconsandheadlands，andifwegobeyondourusualcoursewestillcarryinourmindsthebearingofsomeneighboringcape；andnottillwearecompletelylost，orturnedround——foramanneedsonlytobeturnedroundoncewithhiseyesshutinthisworldtobelost——doweappreciatethevastnessandstrangenessofnature。Everymanhastolearnthepointsofcompassagainasoftenasbeawakes，whetherfromsleeporanyabstraction。Nottillwearelost，inotherwordsnottillwehavelosttheworld，dowebegintofindourselves，andrealizewhereweareandtheinfiniteextentofourrelations。
Oneafternoon，neartheendofthefirstsummer，whenIwenttothevillagetogetashoefromthecobbler’s，Iwasseizedandputintojail，because，asIhaveelsewhererelated，Ididnotpayataxto，orrecognizetheauthorityof，theStatewhichbuysandsellsmen，women，andchildren，likecattle，atthedoorofitssenate-house。Ihadgonedowntothewoodsforotherpurposes。
But，whereveramangoes，menwillpursueandpawhimwiththeirdirtyinstitutions，and，iftheycan，constrainhimtobelongtotheirdesperateodd-fellowsociety。Itistrue，Imighthaveresistedforciblywithmoreorlesseffect，mighthaverun“amok“
againstsociety；butIpreferredthatsocietyshouldrun“amok“
againstme，itbeingthedesperateparty。However，Iwasreleasedthenextday，obtainedmymendedshoe，andreturnedtothewoodsinseasontogetmydinnerofhuckleberriesonFairHavenHill。IwasnevermolestedbyanypersonbutthosewhorepresentedtheState。I
hadnolocknorboltbutforthedeskwhichheldmypapers，notevenanailtoputovermylatchorwindows。Ineverfastenedmydoornightorday，thoughIwastobeabsentseveraldays；notevenwhenthenextfallIspentafortnightinthewoodsofMaine。Andyetmyhousewasmorerespectedthanifithadbeensurroundedbyafileofsoldiers。Thetiredramblercouldrestandwarmhimselfbymyfire，theliteraryamusehimselfwiththefewbooksonmytable，orthecurious，byopeningmyclosetdoor，seewhatwasleftofmydinner，andwhatprospectIhadofasupper。Yet，thoughmanypeopleofeveryclasscamethiswaytothepond，Isufferednoseriousinconveniencefromthesesources，andInevermissedanythingbutonesmallbook，avolumeofHomer，whichperhapswasimproperlygilded，andthisItrustasoldierofourcamphasfoundbythistime。Iamconvinced，thatifallmenweretoliveassimplyasI
thendid，thievingandrobberywouldbeunknown。Thesetakeplaceonlyincommunitieswheresomehavegotmorethanissufficientwhileothershavenotenough。ThePope’sHomerswouldsoongetproperlydistributed。
“Necbellafuerunt，Faginusastabatdumscyphusantedapes。“
“Norwarsdidmenmolest，Whenonlybeechenbowlswereinrequest。“
“Youwhogovernpublicaffairs，whatneedhaveyoutoemploypunishments？Lovevirtue，andthepeoplewillbevirtuous。Thevirtuesofasuperiormanarelikethewind；thevirtuesofacommonmanarelikethegrass——Ithegrass，whenthewindpassesoverit，bends。“
ThePondsSometimes，havinghadasurfeitofhumansocietyandgossip，andwornoutallmyvillagefriends，IrambledstillfartherwestwardthanIhabituallydwell，intoyetmoreunfrequentedpartsofthetown，“tofreshwoodsandpasturesnew，“or，whilethesunwassetting，mademysupperofhuckleberriesandblueberriesonFairHavenHill，andlaidupastoreforseveraldays。Thefruitsdonotyieldtheirtrueflavortothepurchaserofthem，nortohimwhoraisesthemforthemarket。Thereisbutonewaytoobtainit，yetfewtakethatway。Ifyouwouldknowtheflavorofhuckleberries，askthecowboyorthepartridge。Itisavulgarerrortosupposethatyouhavetastedhuckleberrieswhoneverpluckedthem。A
huckleberryneverreachesBoston；theyhavenotbeenknowntheresincetheygrewonherthreehills。Theambrosialandessentialpartofthefruitislostwiththebloomwhichisrubbedoffinthemarketcart，andtheybecomemereprovender。AslongasEternalJusticereigns，notoneinnocenthuckleberrycanbetransportedthitherfromthecountry’shills。
Occasionally，
