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The path they take follows almost exactly the trail of the Indian, seeking the fords, avoiding the morasses, clinging to the uplands, and skirting the rough, wooded heights.... After them  almost a decade after  we see a man on horseback, with his wife on a pillion behind him. THE PATH THEY TAKE FOLLOWS ALMOST EXACTLY THE TRAIL OF THE INDIANS SEEKING THE FORDS AVOIDING THE MORASSES CLINGING TO THE UPLANDS AND SKIRTING THE ROUGH WOODED HEIGHTS AFTER THEM ALMOST A DECADE AFTER WE SEE A MAN ON HORSEBACK WITH HIS WIFE ON A PILLION BEHIND HIM
rom which he has burned, from time to time, the underbrush. He does not go by land when he can go by water, but in this case there are both land and water to meet, for many are the streams, and they are unbridged as yet. With rhythmic lope, more beautiful than the stride of any civilized limbs, and with a sure divination of the best route, he chooses the trail which will ultimately be the highway of the vast army of pale-faces. Speed on, O solitary Indian--to vanish down the narrow trail of your treading as you are destined, in time, to vanish forever from the vision of New England!... Behind the red runner plod two stern-faced Pilgrims, pushing their way up from Plymouth toward the newer settlement at Massachusetts Bay. They come slowly and laboriously on foot, their guns cocked, eyes and ears alert, wading the streams without complaint or comment. They keep together, for no one is allowed to travel over this Old Coast Road single, "nor without some arms, though two or three together. AIGHT MOCCASINED FEET ALONG THE TRAIL FROM WHICH HE HAS BURNED FROM TIME TO TIME THE UNDERBRUSH HE DOES NOT GO BY LAND WHEN HE CAN GO BY WATER BUT IN THIS CASE THERE ARE BOTH LAND AND WATER TO MEET FOR MANY ARE THE STREAMS AND THEY ARE UNBRIDGED AS YET WITH RHYTHMIC LOPE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN THE STRIDE OF ANY CIVILIZED LIMBS AND WITH A SURE DIVINATION OF THE BEST ROUTE HE CHOOSES THE TRAIL WHICH WILL ULTIMATELY BE THE HIGHWAY OF THE VAST ARMY OF PALEFACES SPEED ON O SOLITARY INDIAN TO VANISH DOWN THE NARROW TRAIL OF YOUR TREADING AS YOU ARE DESTINED IN TIME TO VANISH FROM THE VISION OF NEW ENGLAND BEHIND THE RED RUNNER PLOD TWO STERN FACED PILGRIMS PUSHING THEIR WAY UP FROM PLYMOUTH TOWARD THE NEWER SETTLEMENT AT MASSACHUSETTS BAY THEY COME SLOWLY AND LABORIOUSLY ON FOOT THEIR GUNS COCKED EYES AND EARS ALERT WADING THE STREAMS WITHOUT COMPLAINT OR COMMENT THEY KEEP TOGETHER FOR NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TRAVEL OVER THIS OLD COAST ROAD SINGLE NOR WITHOUT SOME ARMS THOUGH TWO OR THREE TOGETHER
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