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Show I SOUGHT AND FOUND THEM NOT. Few, Indeed, There Seem to Be Who Really Love Nature. One came from another wold. He went down Fleet street and saw the weary, witless men who wrote daily of Nature and her beauties. He went to a theater and heard those who sang of her charm He went into the country, coun-try, and heard peasants grumbling of their lot and sighing for the town. He watched "sportsmen," who rent the magnificent silences with the harsh crack of riftes. and destroyed wantonly wanton-ly the blithest birds and beasts. Then he met a philosopher. "I have seen those who live with Nature, those who ravish her splendors, splen-dors, those who write and sing of her. Now, where are those who love her?" And. like all men with a reputation, the philosopher was silent. Westminster Westmin-ster Gazette. |