Beautiful surroundings,
the society of learned men, the charm of noble women, the graces
of art, could not make up to him for the loss of those light-hearted
mornings in the desert, for that wind that made one a boy again.
He had noticed that this peculiar quality in the air of new countries
vanished after they were tamed by man and made to bear harvests.
. . .
WILLA
CATHER
