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Would he not rather fancy himself stretched at
full length on some high down, with the fresh
breeze rustling in the grasses, the larks singing
overhead, and the white clouds of June sailing
across the sky? Or perhaps on a river-bank, where
the willows droop over the water-lilies—or in a
wood at any season of the year, where among the
noble trees all kinds of life and of beauty are
busy in perpetual change and infinite variety?
And so those who have seen most of the world
and have worked hardest will seek out for their
last days the quietest spot of country that they
can find, as the most agreeable to the soul.
And what does an immigrant from the country
to the town actually find ? Well, he finds his
shorter hours of labour, his higher wages, and
abundant cheap amusement and distraction, also
a livelier society. But he also finds the housing
crowded, repulsive, and expensive; little or no
spiritual provision that offers any charm or elevation
 ; but rather distractions of the most vulgar
and degrading character.
Rousseau (to return to him) was, as you know,
not very moderate in his opinions; and con-