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...England in the 18th Century, many a poet rhapsodized on the noble redskin, wept at the thought that some day no more Indians would live to roam through the American forest primeval...
...condition of Hemenway would hardly be fitting for an abbatoir. Nor are the results far to seek. If the man next to you in class wears a mask of diseased flesh, he is a wrestler who lost a bout to one or several of the loathsome skin infections that roam at large in our gymnasium. And if, presently you wear a similar mask, though you never went within a block of Hemenway, it just goes to prove that rumour is not the only thing that spreads. Some day the bugs will take that gymnasium up by the roots and walk...
This is the day which perhaps more than any other in the year is worthy of my notice; worthy of being placed beside January 1 as a date from which I may reckon. Upon this day I begin my annual April wanderings. For a week I shall roam wildly upon the highways and byways of the land, and seek out the rarer nooks to meditate upon the beauties and kindred affections of the spring...
...written so many in the same vein. Not even the most vigorous literary adventurer can endure too many adventures. So this last leaves Mr. Farnol rather weak. Yet there are still a great many world-worn moderns, tired equally of Main Street and Mencken, who wish occasionally to roam along paths--and "The High Adventure" leads them thus. So perhaps it is not fair to damn, even with faint praise. "The High Adventure" will beguile many a world-worn modern--and more than beguile many a boy of fourteen who can take his dog for a grand walk when...
...only remained lor the head keeper to waft his sickle at a few imaginary shoots of twitch grass, for the chairman of the greens committee to make efficient little dents with his heel in the sleek turf of the first tee, and for a few bag-shirted "guineas" to roam through the dusk, disconsolate but faithful in their contemplation of water-lilies that sprang up from slippery rubber stalks on the more pallid putting greens...