Sometimes， having had a surfeit of human society and gossip， and worn out all my village friends， I rambled still farther westward than I habitually dwell， into yet more unfrequented parts of the town， "to fresh woods and pastures new，" or， while the sun was setting， made my supper of huckleberries and blueberries on Fair Haven Hill， and laid up a store for several days.  The fruits do not yield their true flavor to the purchaser of them， nor to him who raises them for the market.  There is but one way to obtain it， yet few take that way.  If you would know the flavor of huckleberries，ask the cowboy or the partridge.  It is a vulgar error to suppose that you have tasted huckleberries who never plucked them.  A huckleberry never reaches Boston； they have not been known there since they grew on her three hills.  The ambrosial and essential part of the fruit is lost with the bloom which is rubbed off in the market cart， and they become mere provender.  As long as Eternal Justice reigns， not one innocent huckleberry can be transported thither from the country's hills.

　　Occasionally， after my hoeing was done for the day， I joined some impatient companion who had been fishing on the pond since morning， as silent and motionless as a duck or a floating leaf， and，after practising various kinds of philosophy， had concluded commonly， by the time I arrived， that he belonged to the ancient sect of Coenobites.  There was one older man， an excellent fisher and skilled in all kinds of woodcraft， who was pleased to look upon my house as a building erected for the convenience of fishermen； and I was equally pleased when he sat in my doorway to arrange his lines.  Once in a while we sat together on the pond， he at one end of the boat， and I at the other； but not many words passed between us， for he had grown deaf in his later years， but he occasionally hummed a psalm， which harmonized well enough with my philosophy. Our intercourse was thus altogether one of unbroken harmony， far more pleasing to remember than if it had been carried on by speech. When， as was commonly the case， I had none to commune with， I used to raise the echoes by striking with a paddle on the side of my boat， filling the surrounding woods with circling and dilating sound， stirring them up as the keeper of a menagerie his wild beasts， until I elicited a growl from every wooded vale and hillside.

　　In warm evenings I frequently sat in the boat playing the flute，and saw the perch， which I seem to have charmed， hovering around me，and the moon travelling over the ribbed bottom， which was strewed with the wrecks of the forest.  Formerly I had come to this pond adventurously， from time to time， in dark summer nights， with a companion， and， making a fire close to the water's edge， which we thought attracted the fishes， we caught pouts with a bunch of worms strung on a thread， and when we had done， far in the night， threw the burning brands high into the air like skyrockets， which， coming down into the pond， were quenched with a loud hissing， and we were suddenly groping in total darkness.  Through this， whistling a tune，we took our way to the haunts of men again.  But now I had made my home by the shore.

　　有時，對人類社會及其言談扯淡，對所有村中的友人們又都厭倦了，我便向西而漫游，越過了慣常起居的那些地方，跑到這鄉鎮的更無人跡的區域，來到“新的森林和新的牧場”上；或當夕陽西沉時，到美港山上，大嚼其越橘和漿果，再把它們揀拾起來，以備幾天內的食用。水果可是不肯把它的色、香、味給購買它的人去享受的，也不肯給予為了出賣它而栽培它的商人去享受的。要享受那種色、香、味只有一個辦法，然而很少人采用這個辦法。如果你要知道越橘的色、香、味，你得請問牧童和鷓鴣。從來不采越橘的人，以為已經嘗全了它的色、香、味，這是一個庸俗的謬見。從來沒有一只越橘到過波士頓，它們雖然在波士頓的三座山上長滿了，卻沒有進過城。水果的美味和它那本質的部分，在裝上了車子運往市場去的時候，跟它的鮮麗一起給磨損了，它變成了僅僅是食品。只要永恒的正義還在統治宇宙，沒有一只純真的越橘能夠從城外的山上運到城里來的。

　　在我干完了一天的鋤地工作之后，偶爾我來到一個不耐煩的侶伴跟前，他從早晨起就在湖上釣魚了，靜靜的，一動不動的，像一只鴨子，或一張漂浮的落葉，沉思著他的各種各樣的哲學，而在我來到的時候，大致他已自認為是屬于修道院僧中的古老派別了。

　　有一個老年人，是個好漁夫，尤精于各種木工，他很高興把我的屋子看作是為便利漁民而建筑的屋子，他坐在我的屋門口整理釣絲，我也同樣高興。我們偶爾一起泛舟湖上，他在船的這一頭，我在船的另一頭；我們并沒有交換了多少話，因為他近年來耳朵聾了，偶爾他哼起一首圣詩來，這和我的哲學異常地和諧。我們的神交實在全部都是和諧的，回想起來真是美妙，比我們的談話要有意思得多，我常是這樣的，當找不到人談話了，就用槳敲打我的船舷，尋求回聲，使周圍的森林被激起了一圈圈擴展著的聲浪，像動物園中那管理群獸的人激動了獸群那樣，每一個山林和青翠的峽谷最后都發出了咆哮之聲。

　　在溫和的黃昏中，我常坐在船里弄笛，看到鱸魚游泳在我的四周，好似我的笛音迷住了它們一樣，而月光旅行在肋骨似的水波上，那上面還零亂地散布著破碎的森林。很早以前，我一次次探險似的來到這個湖上，在一些夏天的黑夜里，跟一個同伴一起來；在水邊生了一堆火，吸引魚群，我們又在鈞絲鉤上放了蟲子作魚餌釣起了一條條鳘魚；這樣我們一直搞到夜深以后，才把火棒高高地拋擲到空中，它們像流星煙火一樣，從空中落進湖里發出一些響亮的咝聲，便熄滅了，于是我們就突然在完全的黑暗之中摸索。

　　我用口哨吹著歌，穿過黑暗，又上路口到人類的集名處。可是現在我已經在湖岸上有了自己的家。

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