. Forest life and forest trees [microform] : comprising winter camp-life among the loggers, and wild-wood adventure : with descriptions of lumbering operations on the various rivers of Maine and New Brunswick. Forests and forestry; Forests and forestry; Forest reserves; Forest reserves; Outdoor life; Forêts et sylviculture; Forêts et sylviculture; Réserves forestières; Réserves forestières; Plein air. 1 rORKST LIFE. 113 o the bor- wild hur- thc echo (1. Occa- all oak. ; but time • concealed ad pierced halloo had Littered by, my breath very ice be- iiitil it end- had such a I—so fierce, fiend f
. Forest life and forest trees [microform] : comprising winter camp-life among the loggers, and wild-wood adventure : with descriptions of lumbering operations on the various rivers of Maine and New Brunswick. Forests and forestry; Forests and forestry; Forest reserves; Forest reserves; Outdoor life; Forêts et sylviculture; Forêts et sylviculture; Réserves forestières; Réserves forestières; Plein air. 1 rORKST LIFE. 113 o the bor- wild hur- thc echo (1. Occa- all oak. ; but time • concealed ad pierced halloo had Littered by, my breath very ice be- iiitil it end- had such a I—so fierce, fiend from Presently 1 jad of some ith a bound had to con- s I first fan- ne for some opening by his the best w. It was )uld scarcely to the shore, .derbrush at great speed, new at once the descrip-. tion given of them, I had but little pleasure in making their aequaiiitaiiee. Tiieir untamable fierceness, and the untiring strength which seems to be a part of their nature, render them objects of dread to every benighted traveler. " ' With tlieir lon^ gallop, which cfiii tiro Tho hound's deep hate, the huiiter'a fire,' they pursue their prey, and naught but death can separate them. The bushes that skirted the shore flew past with the velocity of light as 1 dashed on in my flight. The outlet was nearly gained ; one second more, and I would be comparatively safe, when my pursuers appeared on the bank directly above me, which rose to the height of some ten feet. There was no time for thought; I bent my head and dashed wildly forward. The wolves sprang, but, miscalculating my speed, sprang behind, while their intend- ed prey glided out into the river. " Nature turned me toward home. The lii^ht flakes of snow spun from the iron of my skates, and I was now some uismce from my pursuers, when their fierce howl told me I'jut i was again the fugitive. T did not look back ; I did not feel sorry or glad ; one thought of home, of the bright faces awaiting my re- turn, of tlieir t
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