Works: The wilderness hunter

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Review of Reviews Publishing Company, 1893
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Page 231 - We pitched our cosey tent, dragged great stumps for the fire, cut evergreen boughs for our beds, watered the horses, tethered them to improvised picket-pins in a grassy glade, and then set about getting supper ready. The wind had gone down, and snow was falling thick in large, soft flakes; we were evidently at the beginning of a heavy snow-storm. All night we slept soundly in our snug tent. When we arose at dawn there was a foot and a half of snow on the ground, and the flakes were falling as fast...
Page 6 - In after years there shall come forever to his mind the memory of endless prairies shimmering in the bright sun; of vast snowclad wastes lying desolate under gray skies; of the melancholy marshes; of the rush of mighty rivers ; of the breath of the evergreen forest in summer; of the crooning of ice-armored pines at the touch of the winds of winter; of cataracts roaring between hoary mountain masses ; of all the innumerable sights and sounds of the wilderness; of its immensity and mystery; and of...
Page 81 - On ordinary occasions, and especially in the daytime, it insists on playing the harlequin. But when free in its own favorite haunts at night in the love season it has a song, or rather songs, which are not only purely original, but are also more beautiful than any other bird music whatsoever. Once I listened to a mocking-bird singing the livelong spring night, under the full moon, in a magnolia tree; and I do not think I shall ever forget its song. It was on the plantation of Major Campbell Brown,...
Page 278 - averse to fish." Pray let Mr. Davis see them — especially the large one — As he promised to come, & fell back, I desire to excite his regrets. I hope you will have the large one on your own table. The day was fine — not another hook in the Brook. John steady as a judge — and everything else exactly right. I never, on the whole, had so agreeable a day's fishing tho' the result, in pounds or numbers, is not great; — nor ever expect such another. Please preserve this letter; but rehearse not...
Page 8 - Southwest of the Rockies evil and terrible deserts stretch for leagues and leagues, mere waterless wastes of sandy plain and barren mountain, broken here and there by narrow strips of fertile ground. Rain rarely falls, and there are no clouds to dim the brazen sun. The rivers run in deep canyons, or are swallowed by the burning sand; the smaller watercourses are dry throughout the greater part of the year. Beyond this desert region rise the sunny Sierras of California, with their flower-clad slopes...
Page 6 - No one, but he who has partaken thereof, can understand the keen delight of hunting in lonely lands. For him is the joy of the horse well ridden and the rifle well held; for him the long days of toil and hardship, resolutely endured, and crowned at the end with triumph. In...
Page 278 - Warren; or two of the larger ones, to each will perhaps be enough — & if there be any left, there is Mr. Callender & Mr. Blake, & Mr. Davis, either of them not "averse to fish.
Page 284 - ... but they were such as he keenly enjoyed. We learn from his diary that he hunted, during the season, about twice a week, and it is plain that these were his happy days. There are scores of entries like the following : — " Went hunting after breakfast, and found a fox at Muddy Hole, and killed her after a chase of better than two hours, and after treeing her twice, the last of which times she fell dead out of the tree, after being there several minutes apparently well.
Page 5 - In hunting, the finding and killing of the game is after all but a part of the whole. The free, self-reliant, adventurous life, with its rugged and stalwart democracy; the wild surroundings, the grand beauty of the scenery, the chance to study the ways and habits of the woodland creatures — all these unite to give to the career of the wilderness hunter its peculiar charm.
Page 124 - ... hunt him in his own rugged fastnesses. The chase of no other kind of American big game ranks higher, or more thoroughly tests the manliest qualities of the hunter. I walked back to camp in the gloaming, taking care to reach it before it grew really dark ; for in the Bad Lands it is entirely impossible to travel, or to find any given locality, after nightfall. Old Manitou had eaten his fill, and looked up at me with pricked ears and wise, friendly face as I climbed down the side of the cedar canon...

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