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6 - I hope it is still a wilderness, or near one. I have been blown about rather unceremoniously for years and years: I
seem to have struck? root, after a fashion, for I have been here twelve long 7 years in my Class Room (Eng Lit) in the
Catholic University at Washington, D.C., and God knows if I shall ever escape alive. I follow slowly, but surely, in the invisible
foot-steps of those who