I can't pinpoint when it happened, but I gradually began to sense that my own life(including my affection for things natural) was not so free of the city and its institutions as I had once believed.
The more I learned the history of my home state, the more I realized that the human hand lay nearly as heavily on rural Wisconsin as on Chicago. By what peculiar twist of perception, I wondered, had I managed to see the plowed fields and second-growth forests of southern Wisconsin - a landscape of former prairies now long vanished - as somehow more "natural " than the streets , buldings, and parks of Chicago? All represented drastic human alternations of earlier landscapes. Why had I seen some human changes as "natural" - the farm, the woodlot, the agricultural countryside - but not the other ... (查看原文)
When told that "their Great Father in Washington had heard that hey wished to sell thier land," they denied the euphemism by replying that "their Great Father in Washington must hae seen a bad bird which had told him a lie, for that far from wishing to sell thir land, they wished to keep it." (查看原文)
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