Friday, December 16, 2011
Pleasing Thoughts
Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings (1896-1953), South Moon Under (1933), Chapter XIII:
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It was uninhabited. Where there was true scrub, there would never be human habitation. It pleased the boy that he may have crossed where no man had ever crossed before. It pleased him, that he would come upon no clearing, no cabin, no clatter of human voices.
