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Scribner's Monthly, an Illustrated Magazine for the People, Vol. 3 : From Nov; 1871 to April, 1872 (Classic Reprint)

door J. G. Holland

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Excerpt from Scribner's Monthly, an Illustrated Magazine for the People, Vol. 3: From Nov; 1871 to April, 1872 The next morning I rose at early dawn, saddled and mounted my horse, and took my coin'se in the supposed direction of the camp. Our ride of the previous day had been up a. Peninsula jutting into the lake, for the shore of which I started, with the expectation of finding my friends camped on the beach. The forest was quite dark, and the trees SO thick, that it was only by a slow process I could get through them at all. In searching for the trail I became somewhat confused. The fall ing foliage of the pines had obliterated every trace of travel. I was obliged frequently to dismount, and examine the ground for the faintest indications. Coming to an Opening, from which I could see several vistas, I dis mounted for the purpose of selecting one leading in the direction I had chosen, and leaving my horse unhitched, as had ail ays been my custom, walked a few rods into the forest. While surveying the ground my horse took fright, and I turned around in time to see him disappearing at full speed among the trees. That was the last I ever saw of him. It was yet quite dark. My blankets, gun, pistols, fishing tackle, matches - everything, except the clothing on my person, a couple of knives, and a small opera-glass were at rached to the saddle. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.… (meer)
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Excerpt from Scribner's Monthly, an Illustrated Magazine for the People, Vol. 3: From Nov; 1871 to April, 1872 The next morning I rose at early dawn, saddled and mounted my horse, and took my coin'se in the supposed direction of the camp. Our ride of the previous day had been up a. Peninsula jutting into the lake, for the shore of which I started, with the expectation of finding my friends camped on the beach. The forest was quite dark, and the trees SO thick, that it was only by a slow process I could get through them at all. In searching for the trail I became somewhat confused. The fall ing foliage of the pines had obliterated every trace of travel. I was obliged frequently to dismount, and examine the ground for the faintest indications. Coming to an Opening, from which I could see several vistas, I dis mounted for the purpose of selecting one leading in the direction I had chosen, and leaving my horse unhitched, as had ail ays been my custom, walked a few rods into the forest. While surveying the ground my horse took fright, and I turned around in time to see him disappearing at full speed among the trees. That was the last I ever saw of him. It was yet quite dark. My blankets, gun, pistols, fishing tackle, matches - everything, except the clothing on my person, a couple of knives, and a small opera-glass were at rached to the saddle. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.

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