In Praise of Walking (Excerpt)1徒步旅行赞（节选）

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I started out the other day from Keswick with a rucksack on my back， a Baddeley in my pocket， and a companion by my side. I like a companion when I go a walking. “Give me a companion by the way，” said Sterne， “if it be only to remark how the shadows lengthen as the sun declines.” That is about enough. You do not want a talkative person. Walking is an occupation in itself. You may give yourself up to chatter at the beginning， but when you are warmed to the job you are disposed to silence， drop perhaps one behind the other， and reserve your talk for the inn table and the after-supper pipe. An occasional joke， an occasional stave of song， a necessary consultation over the map—that is enough for the way.

几天前，我背着帆布包从凯西克出发，衣兜里揣了盒巴德利牌火柴，身边还有一个伴儿。（剩余6656字）