In the Forest - Tales of Wood-Life Maximilian Foster

ISBN: 9781408623640

Published: October 1st 2007

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In the Forest - Tales of Wood-Life  by  Maximilian Foster

In the Forest - Tales of Wood-Life by Maximilian Foster
October 1st 2007 | Paperback | PDF, EPUB, FB2, DjVu, audiobook, mp3, ZIP | 360 pages | ISBN: 9781408623640 | 4.59 Mb

In tbe Forest Tales of Wood-Life - 1901 - CONTENTS - CHAPTER PAGE I. THE CONQUEROR . . I 11. TERROR . - 27 111. LEGS . 53 IV. TRAGEDY. 83 V. THE SURVIVORS . . I14 VI. ON TI-IE SNOW. . 162 VII. AT THE END OF THE TRAIL . I94 VIII. THE DUNGARVAWNH OOPERMoreIn tbe Forest Tales of Wood-Life - 1901 - CONTENTS - CHAPTER PAGE I. THE CONQUEROR .

. I 11. TERROR . - 27 111. LEGS . 53 IV. TRAGEDY. 83 V. THE SURVIVORS . . I14 VI. ON TI-IE SNOW. . 162 VII. AT THE END OF THE TRAIL . I94 VIII. THE DUNGARVAWNH OOPER . . 242 IX. LIBERTY . 293 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS. Roaring in frenzy, the older bull upreared, wavered, and crashed backward . . . . . Frontispiece FACING PAGE High into the air leaped the conquering bull . . . 26 c The spotted fawn, halting and curious, sniffed noisily, stretching out its little nose and wagging its ears . . . 30 c One convulsive leap carried the buck halfway to the shore 34 a A yearling buck - a lithe, graceful creature, yet ever affected by its terrors .

. . . . . . . . 38 The fawn and the spike-horn ., . . . . 42 Lifted both fore feet together, and with a powerful, sweeping stroke beat it down . . . . . . 50 Far down in the hollows he could see the black-bearded man loping along on a horse l . . . . 56 cc Legs l .

. . . . . . . . . 64 Legs sank his fangs deep into the nose of the harrying foe 70 Over the bank raced Kimrie . . . then the cloud of hounds flung themselves upon the fight . . . . . 82 A cow, the summers calf, and a spike-horn bull behind them a lord of the swamps . . . swinging his antlered crest l . . . . . . . . . . 86 The cow . . . stood fixed there, rigid in alarm . . . 88. PACING PAGE Turning tail, the spike-horn fled squealing down the ridges before his infuriated vanquisher .

. . . - 92 The spike-horn lifted his head and roared defiantly to the world . . . . . . . . - 94 The last of the band ... were grazing slowly toward an opening in the hills. At the edge of the timber the bull turned and roaredacross the interval . . herd . 12 0 g The roan shied from the dead hulk lying on the grass, and Markovitch . . . rode straight for the hills, and at his coming a coatless figure rose and scutted toward the trees . . . . . . . . . 144 Under the lee of a fir thicket stood the herd . . . here, far in the south, it had halted for food and rest.

. 156 The moose - a big bull - still was travelling, vigorous in his stride . . . . . . . . . 162 He was a colossus now ... his horns, broadly palmed and fixed with a fringe of bayonet prongs, were the terror and envy of the herds . . 222 In the Forest. CHAPTER I. THE CONQUEROR. A WAY by the head of the forgotten Mamoziekel lies a barren - a gray solitude in the depths of the untraversed woods. Grim hills of mystery look down upon it, and the forest, pausing at its edge, overshadows quagmires working darkly like a witchs pot. Man is seldom there.

Its waste is given over to the sombre moose and to herds of woodland caribou, stray voyagers of the wilderness who track in from the runways leading to the south, and go unchallenged across its breadth. There came a, wind from the north. It drew down the flank of the mountain, sheet-0 ing the landscape with a pall of flying vapour, B I 2 IN THE PUREST. roared a moment on the forest-edge, and swept across the barren. Night was falling. The last daylight glimmered in the west, and hastening clouds streaked the horizon in the van of the coming storm. On the brink of the black pool at the centre of the barren stood a herd of caribou, their heads uplifted, staring.

A moment before there had been peace - quietly feeding, they had straggled across the bog. But now battle was in the air. On the flank of the bandstood the herding bull-a great, white-maned creature, gray on the flanks, whose crowning antlers upreared over the cows like a guarding weapon...



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