Dillon Wallace
The Lure of the Labrador Wild
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Excerpt: ... the wind in great blasts swept over the tops of the trees, its voice was raised to piercing shrieks that gradually died away into low moans. We thought of the vast wilderness lying all about us under the pall of a moonless and starless night. Where had all the people in the world gone to, anyway? But, sitting there on our couch of boughs beneath the tarpaulin, in the grateful warmth of the high-leaping flames, we found it very cosey. And we talked of the places and persons that were somewhere beyond the solitudes. You don't mind sitting here for a while and chatting, do you, b'y? said Hubbard. It's very cold and shivery in the te…
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Excerpt: ... the wind in great blasts swept over the tops of the trees, its voice was raised to piercing shrieks that gradually died away into low moans. We thought of the vast wilderness lying all about us under the pall of a moonless and starless night. Where had all the people in the world gone to, anyway? But, sitting there on our couch of boughs beneath the tarpaulin, in the grateful warmth of the high-leaping flames, we found it very cosey. And we talked of the places and persons that were somewhere beyond the solitudes. You don't mind sitting here for a while and chatting, do you, b'y? said Hubbard. It's very cold and shivery in the tent. B'y was a word we had picked up from the Newfoundland fishermen, who habitually use it in addressing one another, be the person addressed old or young. At first Hubbard and I called each other b'y in jest, but gradually it became with us a term almost of endearment. No, b'y, I answered; I would much rather be out here with you than in the tent. I was thinking, said Hubbard, of how I loved, in the evening after dinner last winter, to sit before the wood fire in our grate at Congers, and watch the blaze with Mina Mrs. Hubbard near me. What a feeling of quiet, and peace, and contentment, would come to me then!-I'd forget all about the grind at the office and the worries of the day. That's real happiness, Wallace-a good wife and a cheerful fireside. What does glory and all that amount to, after all? I've let my work and my ambition bother me too much. I've hardly taken time for my meals. In the morning I'd hurry through breakfast and run for my train. I haven't given my wife and my home the attention they deserve. That wife of mine, Wallace, deserves a great deal of attention. She's always thinking of my comfort, and doing things to please me, and cooking things I like. But I must be boring you with all this talk about my own affairs. No, b'y, I said; I like to hear about them. I've always...
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Produktdetails
- ISBN: 978-1-153-71049-7
- EAN: 9781153710497
- Produktnummer: 14787951
- Verlag: Books LLC, Reference Series
- Sprache: Englisch
- Erscheinungsjahr: 2013
- Seitenangabe: 76 S.
- Masse: H24.6 cm x B18.9 cm x D0.4 cm 167 g
- Abbildungen: Paperback
- Gewicht: 167
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