Im Harold Bell Wright and I am 26. I live in Rome, New York. The year is 1898 and my doctor told me I need to get out of this town, I love it here but he says it will keep me healthy. My health is poor and I need to get clean air and clean land. I decide to go to Arkansas this year.
I suppose that i will meet someone there to help me, not that i need any help because i have God on my side, but God always has surprises in store and I might need help after all. I love books and I love writing them, although no one thinks they are very good or else I’d be rich! I wonder what I will do when I get to Arkansas, maybe meet new people or maybe write about the people there... I set out tomorrow morning by a train, i will travel by train from here to Ohio, it will be such a long ride but im sure i can keep myself busy with reading and drinks.
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Today is the day i leave my city behind. I pack all that i need and or want to be able to remember, my photograph of President McKinley and a letter from my mother. I feel very sorrowful that i must leave but I am also very thrilled to …show more content…
we strive to hear and see the things we have so long refused to consider. Pete knew a world unseen by us, and we, therefore, fancied ourselves wiser than he. The wind in the pines, the rustle of the leaves, the murmur of the brook, the growl of thunder, and the voices of the night were all understood and answered by him. The flowers, the trees, the rocks, the hills, the clouds were to him, not lifeless things, but living friends, who laughed and wept with
I suppose that i will meet someone there to help me, not that i need any help because i have God on my side, but God always has surprises in store and I might need help after all. I love books and I love writing them, although no one thinks they are very good or else I’d be rich! I wonder what I will do when I get to Arkansas, maybe meet new people or maybe write about the people there... I set out tomorrow morning by a train, i will travel by train from here to Ohio, it will be such a long ride but im sure i can keep myself busy with reading and drinks.
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Today is the day i leave my city behind. I pack all that i need and or want to be able to remember, my photograph of President McKinley and a letter from my mother. I feel very sorrowful that i must leave but I am also very thrilled to …show more content…
we strive to hear and see the things we have so long refused to consider. Pete knew a world unseen by us, and we, therefore, fancied ourselves wiser than he. The wind in the pines, the rustle of the leaves, the murmur of the brook, the growl of thunder, and the voices of the night were all understood and answered by him. The flowers, the trees, the rocks, the hills, the clouds were to him, not lifeless things, but living friends, who laughed and wept with