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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Little Rivers by Henry van Dyke: forgotten in the joy of a first introduction to Dickens, one very
showery day, when dear old Ned Mason built a smoky fire in a cave
below Haines's Falls, and, pulling The Old Curiosity Shop out of
his pocket, read aloud about Little Nell until the tears ran down
the cheeks of reader and listener--the smoke was so thick, you
know: and the Neversink, which flows through John Burroughs's
country, and past one house in particular, perched on a high bluff,
where a very dreadful old woman come out and throws stones at "city
fellers fishin' through her land" (as if any one wanted to touch
her land! It was the water that ran over it, you see, that carried
the fish with it, and they were not hers at all): and the stream at
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