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Footprints of the Pioneers, Page 17

street. Youth, swinging its bonnet, caroling the tunes of the day, and sometimes intoning the psalmody of the saints-I wonder what it knows of the struggles and the sacrifices, the mighty prayers, the sublime faith, and the heroic undertakings of the generation that made possible its advantages today.

They who dwell in the midst of historical monuments must seek a specially delicate balance. For some there are who think nothing of the past; they have care only for the broadcast of today’s ephemerals and follies. Others there are, though few, who bury themselves in the mosses of the past, and dwell oblivious of current life, save for the call of the dinner gong. But the thoughtful student, conscious of his opportunities in the day’s activities, and gathering to himself the substance and the implements of his chosen service, walks with reverent steps through the silent but eloquent aisles of his fathers, on to the tilled and harvest-laden fields of future service.

Chapter 2—Go and Tell It to the World

William Miller

YOU cross the river, a little stream, as you go west from Rutland and out of Vermont into the State of New York; and lo! you are in Hampton. They called it Low Hampton in the old days, but we do not find anyone there who gives it that name now. It is, however, in the town-that is to say, the township-of Hampton, and at its lower end, going north, and so perhaps properly it is Low Hampton. The Poultney River, a brawling brook here, makes a loop in this tiny thumb of eastern New York, doubling back south and crooking once again to run into the head of Lake Champlain. Whitehall, the county seat, lies, so the inhabitants say, at the head of the lake; but so narrow is the water here for a score of miles clown-that is, north-that some maps still name it Poultney River, now a river indeed. West of Whitehall about a mile is a very respectable expanse of water, called South Bay, which is connected with Champlain by a small channel; and he who would pass on and down the lakeside must cross this South Bay by the long bridge that carries the road.

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