With those words a ray of sunshine broke through the dismal sky and glimmered down into the sepulchre , while at the same moment the shape of old Walter Gascoigne stalked drearily away , because his gloom , symbolic of all earthly sorrow , might no longer abide there now that the darkest riddle of humanity was read . FOOTPRINTS ON THE SEASHORE . It must be a spirit much unlike my own which can keep itself in health and vigor without sometimes stealing from the sultry sunshine of the world to plunge into the cool bath of solitude . At intervals , and not infrequent ones , the forest and the ocean summon me -- one with the roar of its waves , the other with the murmur of its boughs -- forth from the haunts of men . But I must wander many a mile ere I could stand beneath the shadow of even one primeval tree , much less be lost among the multitude of hoary trunks and hidden from the earth and sky by the mystery of darksome foliage . Nothing is within my daily reach more like a forest than the acre or two of woodland near some suburban farmhouse . When , therefore , the yearning for seclusion becomes a necessity within me , I am drawn to the seashore which extends its line of rude rocks and seldom-trodden sands for leagues around our bay . Setting forth at my last ramble on a September morning , I bound myself with a hermit 's vow to interchange no thoughts with man or woman , to share no social pleasure , but to derive all that day 's enjoyment from shore and sea and sky , from my soul 's communion with these , and from fantasies and recollections or anticipated realities . Surely here is enough to feed a human spirit for a single day . -- Farewell , then , busy world ! Till your evening lights shall shine along the street -- till they gleam upon my sea-flushed face as I tread homeward -- free me from your ties and let me be a peaceful outlaw . Highways and cross-paths are hastily traversed , and , clambering down a crag , I find myself at the extremity of a long beach . How gladly does the spirit leap forth and suddenly enlarge its sense of being to the full extent of the broad blue , sunny deep ! A greeting and a homage to the sea ! I descend over its margin and dip my hand into the wave that meets me , and bathe my brow . That far-resounding roar is Ocean 's voice of welcome . His salt breath brings a blessing along with it . Now let us pace together -- the reader 's fancy arm in arm with mine -- this noble beach , which extends a mile or more from that craggy promontory to yonder rampart of broken rocks . In front , the sea ; in the rear , a precipitous bank the grassy verge of which is breaking away year after year , and flings down its tufts of verdure upon the barrenness below . The beach itself is a broad space of sand , brown and sparkling , with hardly any pebbles intermixed .
Near the water 's edge there is a wet margin which glistens brightly in the sunshine and reflects objects like a mirror , and as we XXXXX along the glistening border a dry spot flashes around each footstep , but grows moist again as we lift our feet .
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