Report, if you have a problem with this page“ There is a fearful moment of reckoning before us should it ever chance that when all our trees shall have been sacrificed on the altar of the patron-fiend of news, the newspaper supply shall suddenly be cut off and we find ourselves some fine morning minus our tidbits of shame and failure and disaster, left to the companionship of our own thoughts. Dante never imagined a terror like this. ”
Adeline Knapp
From : This then is upland pastures: being some out-door essays dealing with the beautiful things that the spring and summer bring
