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CHAPTER ONE.SLEEPING IN SNOW.Cold comfort is naturally suggested by a bed of snow, yet I have enjoyedgreat comfort and much warmth in such a bed.My friend Lumley was particularly fond of … Altro …

CHAPTER ONE.SLEEPING IN SNOW.Cold comfort is naturally suggested by a bed of snow, yet I have enjoyedgreat comfort and much warmth in such a bed.My friend Lumley was particularly fond of warmth and of physical ease,yet he often expressed the opinion, with much emphasis, that there wasnothing he enjoyed so much as a night in a snow-bed. Jack Lumley was mychum--a fine manly fellow with a vigorous will, a hardy frame, and akindly heart. We had a natural leaning towards each other--a sort ofundefinable sympathy--which inclined us to seek each other's company ina quiet unobtrusive way. We were neither of us demonstrative; we didnot express regard for each other; we made no protestations of undyingfriendship, but we drew together, somehow, especially in our huntingexpeditions which were numerous.On holidays--we had two in the week at the outpost in the Americanbackwoods where we dwelt--when the other young fellows were cleaninggulls or arranging snow-shoes for the day's work, Lumley was wont to sayto me:--Where d'you intend to shoot to-day, Max? (Max was an abbreviation; myreal name is George Maxby.)I think I'll go up by the willows and round by Beaver Creek.I've half a mind to go that way too.Come along then.And so we would go off together for the day.One morning Lumley said to me, I'm off to North River; will you come?With pleasure, but we'll have to camp out.Well, it won't be the first time.D'you know that the thermometer stood at forty below zero this morningbefore breakfast?I know it; what then? Mercurial fellows like you don't freeze easily.I did not condescend to reply, but set about preparing for ourexpedition, resolving to carry my largest blanket with me, for campingout implied sleeping in the snow.Of course I must guard my readers--especially my juvenile readers--fromsupposing that it was our purpose that night to undress and calmly liedown in, or on, the pure white winding-sheet in which the frozen worldof the Great Nor'-west had been at that time wrapped for more than fourmonths. Our snow-bed, like other beds, required making, but I willpostpone the making of it till bed-time. Meanwhile, let us follow thesteps of Lumley, who, being taller and stronger than I, _always_ led theway. Digital Content>E-books>Classics>Coll Classics>Coll Classics, SAP Digital >16<

ISBN: 2940013265554

CHAPTER ONE.SLEEPING IN SNOW.Cold comfort is naturally suggested by a bed of snow, yet I have enjoyedgreat comfort and much warmth in such a bed.My friend Lumley was particularly fond of … Altro …

CHAPTER ONE.SLEEPING IN SNOW.Cold comfort is naturally suggested by a bed of snow, yet I have enjoyedgreat comfort and much warmth in such a bed.My friend Lumley was particularly fond of warmth and of physical ease,yet he often expressed the opinion, with much emphasis, that there wasnothing he enjoyed so much as a night in a snow-bed. Jack Lumley was mychum--a fine manly fellow with a vigorous will, a hardy frame, and akindly heart. We had a natural leaning towards each other--a sort ofundefinable sympathy--which inclined us to seek each other's company ina quiet unobtrusive way. We were neither of us demonstrative; we didnot express regard for each other; we made no protestations of undyingfriendship, but we drew together, somehow, especially in our huntingexpeditions which were numerous.On holidays--we had two in the week at the outpost in the Americanbackwoods where we dwelt--when the other young fellows were cleaninggulls or arranging snow-shoes for the day's work, Lumley was wont to sayto me:--Where d'you intend to shoot to-day, Max? (Max was an abbreviation; myreal name is George Maxby.)I think I'll go up by the willows and round by Beaver Creek.I've half a mind to go that way too.Come along then.And so we would go off together for the day.One morning Lumley said to me, I'm off to North River; will you come?With pleasure, but we'll have to camp out.Well, it won't be the first time.D'you know that the thermometer stood at forty below zero this morningbefore breakfast?I know it; what then? Mercurial fellows like you don't freeze easily.I did not condescend to reply, but set about preparing for ourexpedition, resolving to carry my largest blanket with me, for campingout implied sleeping in the snow.Of course I must guard my readers--especially my juvenile readers--fromsupposing that it was our purpose that night to undress and calmly liedown in, or on, the pure white winding-sheet in which the frozen worldof the Great Nor'-west had been at that time wrapped for more than fourmonths. Our snow-bed, like other beds, required making, but I willpostpone the making of it till bed-time. Meanwhile, let us follow thesteps of Lumley, who, being taller and stronger than I, _always_ led theway. Digital Content>E-books>Literature>Literature>Literature, SAP Digital >16<

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