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206 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1892
He who is indeed of the brotherhood does not voyage in quest of the picturesque, but of certain jolly humours - of the hope and spirit with which the march begins at morning, and the peace and spiritual repletion of the evening's rest. He cannot tell whether he puts his knapsack on, or takes it off, with more delight. ["Walking Tours"]And just as importantly, he gets to the heart of why travel-writing itself fills a related, but different, emotional need:
The knowledge that another has felt as we have felt, and seen things, even if they are little things, not much otherwise than we have seen them, will continue to the end to be one of life's choicest pleasures. ["Roads"]Beyond that, of course, observational writing from the pen of so talented a writer, ranging from Scotland to California from nearly 150 years ago, offers us a unique and treasured glimpse into our history. Including those parts of it that are not so different from our present:
Equality, though conceived very largely in America, does not extend so low down as to an emigrant ...
Of all stupid ill-feelings, the sentiment of my fellow-Caucasians towards our companions in the Chinese car was the most stupid and the worst ...
A while ago it was the Irish, now it is the Chinese that must go. Such is the cry ...
["Across the Plains"]