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Oh!—and dangerously strong, too, no doubt, for some natures! "Ahhh!" breathed out the clergyman after supper, with an indescribable gesture of satisfaction and relief. "Here there is freedom, and room for body and mind to turn in. Here one can work and rest and play. Here one can be alive and absorb something of the earth forces that never get within touching distance in the cities. OH AND DANGEROUSLY STRONG TOO NO DOUBT FOR SOME NATURES AH BREATHED OUT THE CLERGYMAN AFTER SUPPER WITH AN INDESCRIBABLE GESTURE OF SATISFACTION AND RELIEF HERE THERE IS FREEDOM AND ROOM FOR BODY AND MIND TO TURN IN HERE ONE CAN WORK AND REST AND PLAY HERE ONE CAN BE ALIVE AND ABSORB SOMETHING OF THE EARTH FORCES THAT NEVER GET WITHIN TOUCHING DISTANCE IN THE CITIES
ate under the stars, and, according to the clergyman, the only meal fit to eat we had seen since we left London a week before. The deep stillness, after that roar of steamers, trains, and tourists, held something that thrilled, for as we lay round the fire there was no sound but the faint sighing of the pines and the soft lapping of the waves along the shore and against the sides of the boat in the lagoon. The ghostly outline of her white sails was just visible through the trees, idly rocking to and fro in her calm anchorage, her sheets flapping gently against the mast. Beyond lay the dim blue shapes of other islands floating in the night, and from all the great spaces about us came the murmur of the sea and the soft breathing of great woods. The odours of the wilderness—smells of wind and earth, of trees and water, clean, vigorous, and mighty—were the true odours of a virgin world unspoilt by men, more penetrating and more subtly intoxicating than any other perfume in the whole world. T WE SAT DOWN TO AND ATE UNDER THE STARS AND ACCORDING TO THE CLERGYMAN THE ONLY MEAL FIT TO EAT WE HAD SEEN SINCE WE LEFT LONDON A WEEK BEFORE THE DEEP STILLNESS AFTER THAT ROAR OF STEAMERS TRAINS AND TOURISTS HELD SOMETHING THAT THRILLED FOR AS WE LAY ROUND THE FIRE THERE WAS NO SOUND BUT THE FAINT SIGHING OF THE PINES AND THE SOFT LAPPING OF THE WAVES ALONG THE SHORE AND AGAINST THE SIDES OF THE BOAT IN THE LAGOON THE GHOSTLY OUTLINE OF HER WHITE SAILS WAS JUST VISIBLE THROUGH THE TREES IDLY ROCKING TO AND FRO IN HER CALM ANCHORAGE HER SHEETS FLAPPING GENTLY AGAINST THE MAST BEYOND LAY THE DIM BLUE SHAPES OF OTHER ISLANDS FLOATING IN THE NIGHT AND FROM ALL THE GREAT SPACES ABOUT US CAME THE MURMUR OF THE SEA AND THE SOFT BREATHING OF GREAT WOODS THE ODORS OF THE WILDERNESS SMELLS OF WIND AND EARTH OF TREES AND WATER CLEAN VIGOROUS AND MIGHTY WERE THE TRUE ODORS OF A VIRGIN WORLD UNSPOILT BY MEN MORE PENETRATING AND MORE SUBTLELY INTOXICATING THAN ANY OTHER PERFUME IN THE WHOLE WORLD
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