Cruisings in the Cascades: A Narrative of Travel, Exploration, Amateur Photography, Hunting, and Fishing, with Special Chapters on Hunting the Grizzly Bear, the Buffalo, Elk

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Rand, McNally, 1889 - 339 páginas
 

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Página 104 - In bed we laugh, in bed we cry, And born in bed, in bed we die; The near approach a bed may show Of human bliss to human woe.
Página 175 - Froze the ice on lake and river, Ever deeper, deeper, deeper Fell the snow o'er all the landscape, Fell the covering snow, and drifted Through the forest, round the village. Hardly from his buried...
Página 124 - Mine enemy's dog, Though he had bit me, should have stood that night Against my fire ; and wast thou fain, poor father, To hovel thee with swine, and rogues forlorn, In short and musty straw? Alack, alack! 'Tis wonder, that thy life and wits at once Had not concluded all.
Página 36 - During the fifteen years since the beginning of its important cultivation in this region this crop has never failed nor been attacked by disease, nor deteriorated by reason of the roots being kept on the same land without being replanted. It is believed that the Duwamish, the White River, and the Puyallup Valleys could easily produce as many hops as are now raised in the United States if labor could be obtained to pick them. Indians have been mainly relied upon to do the picking, and they have flocked...
Página 201 - ... through the heat of the day ; for this September sun beams down with great power in mid-day, even though the nights are cool and frosty. And now, as we have quite a long ride to camp, and as we are to pass over a rather monotonous prairie country en route, I will give you a point or two on flagging antelope, as we ride along, that may be useful to you at some time. Fine sport may frequently be enjoyed in this way. If you can find a band that have not been hunted much, and are not familiar with...
Página 59 - And cause spring-tides to raise great flood, And lofty ships leave anchor in mud, Bereaving many of life and of blood, Yet true it is as cow chews cud, And tree at spring doth yield forth bud, Except wind stands as never it stood, It is an ill wind turns none to good. SIR THOMAS WYATT. STREAMS. The first time I beheld thee, beauteous stream, How pure, how smooth, how broad thy bosom heaved ! What feelings rush'd upon my heart ! — a gleam As of another life my kindling soul received.
Página 5 - Earth has built the great watch-towers of the mountains, and they lift their heads far up into the sky, and gaze ever upward and around, to see if the Judge of the World comes not.
Página 201 - ... trouble in decoying them within rifle range by displaying to them almost any brightly colored object. They have as much curiosity as a woman, and will run into all kinds of danger to investigate any strange object they may discover. They have been known to follow an emigrant or freight wagon with a white cover several miles, and the Indian often brings them within reach of his arrow or bullet by standing in plain view wrapped in his red blanket. A piece of bright tin or a mirror answers the same...
Página 196 - ... saddled our horses, and just as the gray of dawn begins to show over the low, flat prairie to the east of us we mount, and are ready for the start. The wind is from the northeast. That suits us very well, for in that direction, about a mile away, there are some low foot-hills that skirt the valley in which we are camped. In or just beyond these we are very likely to find antelope, and they will probably be coming toward the creek this morning for water.
Página 47 - See the mountains kiss high Heaven And the waves clasp one another; No sister flower would be forgiven If it disdained its brother; And the sunlight clasps the earth And the moonbeams kiss the sea: What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me?

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