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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Young Forester by Zane Grey: selfish.
Next day I had my first sight of real mountains. And the Pennsylvania
hills, that all my life had appeared so high, dwindled to nothing. At
Trinidad, where we stopped for breakfast, I walked out on the platform
sniffing at the keen thin air. When we crossed the Raton Mountains into New
Mexico the sick boy got off at the first station, and I waved good-bye to
him as the train pulled out. Then the mountains and the funny little adobe
huts and the Pueblo Indians along the line made me forget everything else.
The big man with the heavy watch-chain was still on the train, and after he
had read his newspaper he began to talk to me.
"This road follows the old trail that the goldseekers took in forty-nine,"
The Young Forester |
