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Chapter 11 Economics - 6

Walden 亨利·大卫·梭罗 1386Words 2018-03-18
I lost a hound, a sorrel horse, and a turtledove long ago, and I still track them down.I have described to many travelers their condition, their tracks, and what calls they would answer.I have met one or two who have heard hounds barking, horses trotting, and even seeing turtledoves disappearing into the clouds.They are also eager to track them back, as if they had lost them themselves. Not only to watch the sunrise and dawn, but if possible, to see nature itself!How many winter and summer dawns have I been out doing my business before any of the neighbors run about their business!No doubt many townspeople have seen me come to work, the farmer on his way to Boston early in the morning, or the woodcutter going to his work.Really, although I didn't specifically help the sunrise, but don't doubt that showing up before the sunrise is the most important thing.

How many days of autumn, ah, and winter, have been spent outside the city, listening to the wind, and spreading the word!I put almost all my money in it, and the cold wind that I was facing for this business took my breath away.If there is bipartisan political information in the wind, it must have been published first in some party organ newspapers.Other times, watch from an observation deck on a high hill or in the treetops, telegraph any new arrivals, or watch in the dusk on a mountaintop, waiting for night to fall so I can catch something, I caught There has never been much, but what is not much seems to be "heavenly food", which will dissolve under the sun.

For a long time I was a reporter for a newspaper that didn't sell much, and the editors never found a lot of what I wrote to be usable, so, writers feel the same way, I suffered a lot and changed It's just my labor that comes.In this case, however, pain is its own reward. For many years I have appointed myself an Inspector of blizzards and storms, which I have dutifully done; The rocky bridges of passage have come upon the heels of the masses to testify to their convenience. I have also guarded the wild animals in the city, and I have encountered many difficulties in making the faithful shepherd jump over the fence; Which field to work on; for that is no longer my business.I have watered the red lingonberries, the cherries and nettles on the sand, the red pine and blackberry, the white vines and yellow violets, which might otherwise wither in dry seasons.

In short, he said, I have been doing this for a long time (I do not boast at all), and I have been faithfully managing my affairs until it became more and more clear that the citizens did not want to include me in the list of public officials. , and are unwilling to give me a small salary, so that I have a nominal position.My accounts, which I can swear are very careful, have never been checked, let alone approved, let alone paid, settled accounts, fortunately, I don't think about it. Not long ago a wandering Indian came to sell baskets at the house of a well-known lawyer in my neighbourhood. "Would you like a basket?" he said.The answer is "No, we don't want it". "What!" cried the Indian, going out, "do you want to starve us?" To see his hardworking white neighbor, so well off--for the lawyer had only to weave the argument, as if As if by magic, riches and status followed--so the Indian said to himself: I'll be in business too; I weave baskets; this is something I can do.He thought that when he had made the baskets he would have done his part, and that it would be the man of the race to buy them in his turn.Little did he know that he had to make it worthwhile to buy his basket, at least this one, or else he should make something else worth buying.I have also wove a kind of delicate basket, which I have not made to make it worthwhile to buy.On my part, I don't think I can't knit them at all. Instead of studying how to knit them to make people feel more worth buying, I have studied how to avoid this business.The life that people admire and consider successful is only such a kind of life.Why should we boast of one life and belittle the other?

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