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Our Eyes have seen Great Wonders
AllthisIshallsomedaywriteatfullerlength,andamidstthesemorestirringdaysIwouldtenderlysketchintheselovelysummerevenings,whenwiththedeepblueskyaboveuswelayingoodcomradeshipamongthelonggrassesbythewoodandmarveledatthestrangefowlthatsweptoverusandthequaintnewcreatureswhichcreptfromtheirburrowstowatchus,whileaboveustheboughsofthebusheswereheavywithlusciousfruit,andbelowusstrangeandlovelyflowerspeepedatusfromamongtheherbage;orthoselongmoonlitnightswhenwelayoutupontheshimmeringsurfaceofthegreatlakeandwatchedwithwonderandawethehugecirclesripplingoutfromthesuddensplashofsomefantasticmonster;orthegreenishgleam,fardowninthedeepwater,ofsomestrangecreatureupontheconfinesofdarkness.Thesearethesceneswhichmymindandmypenwilldwelluponineverydetailatsomefutureday.
But,youwillask,whytheseexperiencesandwhythisdelay,whenyouandyourcomradesshouldhavebeenoccupieddayandnightinthedevisingofsomemeansbywhichyoucouldreturntotheouterworld?Myansweris,thattherewasnotoneofuswhowasnotworkingforthisend,butthatourworkhadbeeninvain.Onefactwehadveryspeedilydiscovered:TheIndianswoulddonothingtohelpus.
