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Reviewing Adalbert Stifter's "Rock Crystal"

March 22nd, 2017 | 4 min read

By Charlie Clark

When I was 12 years old, I took a walk in the woods and I got lost. It wasn’t just me: it was the day after Thanksgiving and there were five of us. My cousin Daniel was the oldest, 13, but it was my parents’ farm, so my brother and I were supposed to know the lay of the land. And until we got lost, I would have said that we did. We were in the woods all the time, and the trails were mostly clear. But we got turned around, must have crossed a downed fence, and ended up wandering through unfamiliar places.

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Charlie Clark

Charlie Clark is the executive director of the Eleazar Wheelock Society.