THE INCREDIBLE HONEYMOON E. Nesbit Author
by E. Nesbit
2021-04-11 22:57:47
THE INCREDIBLE HONEYMOON E. Nesbit Author
by E. Nesbit
2021-04-11 22:57:47
THE BEGINNINGTO understand this story you will have to believe in the GreaterGods--Love and Youth, for example, and Adventure and Coincidence; alsoin the trusting heart of woman and the deceitful spirit of man. You willhave to reconcile yourself to t...
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THE BEGINNINGTO understand this story you will have to believe in the GreaterGods--Love and Youth, for example, and Adventure and Coincidence; alsoin the trusting heart of woman and the deceitful spirit of man. You willhave to reconcile yourself to the fact that though daily you go toLondon by the nine-seven, returning by the five-fifteen, and have youraccustomed meals at eight, one, and half-past six, there are those whotake neither trains nor meals regularly. That, while nothing on earthever happens to you, there really are on earth people to whom things dohappen. Nor is the possibility of such happenings wholly a matter of theindependent income--the income for which you do not work. It is a matterof the individual soul. I knew a man whose parents had placed him inthat paralyzing sort of situation which is symbolized by the regulartrains and the regular meals. It was quite a nice situation for somepeople, a situation, too, in which one was certain to get on. But theman I knew had other dreams. He chucked his job, one fine Saturdaymorning in May, went for a long walk, met a tinker and bought hisoutfit--a wheel on wheels, a sort of barrow with a grindstone on it, anda pot for putting fire in dangling underneath. This he wheeledprofitably through rural districts--so profitably that he was presentlyable to buy a donkey and a cart, and to sell kettles as well as mendthem. He has since bought a gipsy tent; with these impediments--orhelps--he travels through the pleasant country. Things are alwayshappening to him. He has found a buried treasure; frustrated a burglary;once he rescued a lady in distress; and another time he killed a man.The background to these dramatic incidents is always the pleasantbackground of quiet road, blossoming hedgerows and orchards, corn-fieldsand meadows and lanes. He says this is the way to live. I will writedown his story some day, but this is not it. I only bring him in toillustrate my point, which is that adventures do happen--to theadventurous.
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