INTRODUCTION
A Message From the Chief
There is a winding deer trail by a stream in the pine woods, and the glint of a larger breadth of water through the alders, with stars in the grass, a high shady rock for the nooning, and a bell-bird softly chiming.
I have always found it very, very pleasant to go there whenever my life would permit. But for long, the entrance was hidden from me, and I never should have seen it had I not found a guide. I was struggling and heart-hungry, worn out and lost, hoping to find the way and fearing I never should, when one day a wonderful creature appeared to me. She was very old, I know, but she seemed very young, fresh and athletic, and she had a kind look in her eyes.
She said, “Ho, Wayseeker, I have seen your struggle to find the pathway, and I know you will love the things you will see there. Therefore, I will show you the trail, and this is what it will lead you to: a thousand pleasant friendships that will offer honey in little thorny cups, the seven secrets of the underbrush, the health of sunlight, suppleness of body and force unfailing, the unafraidness of the night, the delight of deep water, the goodness of rain, the story of the trail, the knowledge of the swamp, the aloofness of knowing, the power to see a bird when you hear its note, the upbuilding things which are never taught in schools, — a crown and a little kingdom, measured to your power, but all your own.
“These are the things I offer, because you have persevered, but there is a condition attached: Whenever you discover the folksiness of some tree, the compact of bee and bloom, the all-aboutness of some secret, the worthwhileness of the swamp, or the friendship of a frog-pond, you must in some sort note it down, and pass it on to another truly a Wayseeker, that the liquid ..text pokračuje
