Excerpt from In Cure of Her SoulPinckney, then, had had no experiences - no more than the brook beside which he lay, which was born but a few rods behind him, by some hoary gray rocks in the wood, in a cradle of pines, gurgled merrily out into its first sunlight, sunny and clear, it showed its depths to the sky, then with hardly a fall, it sprang through the little combe and, still all ignorant whether it was to become a Mississippi or a Merrimac, it met the ocean - and all was over. So soon born, so soon to enter the sea.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.