Mount Tom (Volume 1); An All Outdoors Magazine. Devoted to Rest and Worship, and to a Little Look-Off on the World
(This historic book may have numerous typos and missing te...)
This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1905. Excerpt: ... Sunday It is a kind of show day. Even the dogs and cats jogging along over the brand-new snow stop and stare at the sheer scenery of a day like this. It was a wet snow-storm in the night. The paths of the squirrels are piled high on all the trees with fluffy whiteness. Overhanging parapets, shining in the sun, are everywhere. The world has a strange architectural look, now the dawn is come, as if it had all been built in the night. It is only by making special efforts, almost sensational efforts, like this that the heavens and the earth keep men reminded, nowadays, that they are beautiful. We do not notice some beautiful things apparently because they are so big. The sky really gets very little attention, on the whole, unless it does something small enough, puts in some specially sensational bit of color at sunset time--down low in the hills where no one can help seeing it. And the sea is passed over entirely by most people in their thoughts. Unless it works up a bit of a storm near by or pounds drearily at our very doors, or drowns a few rather trivial human beings, no one notices it much. New York and Chicago peek at the sea in a newscolumn occasionally, but for the most part they just go round and round on themselves, day after day and night after night thinking about themselves. Some days when one really falls to thinking about the sea, and what it's doing out there folded and shining around the planet, there seems to be something, all of a sudden, a little pathetic--or almost comic--about people. Our little towns and cities are so fussy and pompous--take themselves so seriously, the sea or the sky would think. A vast snow-storm, a thousand miles of it, fluffs down lightly on a continent. You see all these dark little objects everywhere about suddenly...
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