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    might get a lick at him.
    Of course, those who were stationed nearest to the head of the line,
    where they could most see and be seen, and have the first blow at
    him, paid the highest prices for their places; and the few
    straggling inhabitants in the outskirts, where long gaps in the line
    began to occur, and the traveller could get over walls or turn aside
    into cow-paths, and so escape, paid a very slight ground or window
    tax. Signs were hung out on all sides to allure him; some to catch
    him by the appetite, as the tavern and victualling cellar; some by
    the fancy, as the dry goods store and the jeweller's; and others by
    the hair or the feet or the skirts, as the barber, the shoemaker,
    or the tailor. Besides, there was a still more terrible standing
    invitation to call at every one of these houses, and company
    expected about these times. For the most part I escaped wonderfully
    from these dangers, either by proceeding at once boldly and without
    deliberation to the goal, as is recommended to those who run the
    gauntlet, or by keeping my thoughts on high things, like Orpheus,
    who, "loudly singing the praises of the gods to his lyre, drowned
    the voices of the Sirens, and kept out of danger." Sometimes I
    bolted suddenly, and nobody could tell my whereabouts, for I did not
    stand much about gracefulness, and never hesitated at a gap in a
    fence. I was even accustomed to make an irruption into some houses,
    where I was well entertained, and after learning the kernels and
    very last sieveful of news -- what had subsided, the prospects of
    war and peace, and whether the world was likely to hold together
    much longer -- I was let out through the rear avenues, and so
    escaped to the woods again.
    It was very pleasant, when I stayed late in town, to launch
    myself into the night, especially if it was dark and tempestuous,
    and set sail from some bright village parlor or lecture room, with a
    bag of rye or Indian meal upon my shoulder, for my snug harbor in
    the woods, having made all tight without and withdrawn under hatches
    with a merry crew of thoughts, leaving only my outer man at the
    helm, or even tying up the helm when it was plain sailing. I had
    many a genial thought by the cabin fire "as I sailed." I was never

    cast away nor distressed in any weather, though I encountered some
    severe storms. It is darker in the woods, even in common nights,
    than most suppose. I frequently had to look up at the opening
    between the trees above the path in order to learn my route, and,
    where there was no cart-path, to feel with my feet the faint track
    which I had worn, or steer by the known relation of particular trees
    which I felt with my hands, passing between two pines for instance,
    not more than eighteen inches apart, in the midst of the
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