This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 Excerpt: ...degree of fortitude and determination required to attain success. Recalling these experiences I was led to contrast my position at this time with that of exactly a year previous--as unlike as anything could be. Then I was in the mellow South shooting quail and snipe on the Satilla River, having fine luck and a splendid ...
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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 Excerpt: ...degree of fortitude and determination required to attain success. Recalling these experiences I was led to contrast my position at this time with that of exactly a year previous--as unlike as anything could be. Then I was in the mellow South shooting quail and snipe on the Satilla River, having fine luck and a splendid time. After the day's outing I returned to Plum Orchard with my friends, and Mr. George Carnegie gave me one of the fastest rides to Dungeness that I have ever had in an automobile. Dear old Dungeness! How I wished as I remembered all this that I might walk into the pantry there and help myself to the bounty of good things that it always held. How tired one gets of the Arctic diet sometimes! It was the same things over and over again! Deer's meat, hare, walrus, with no vegetable other than canned corn to vary it. True, I had a good supply of canned tomatoes, but they always disagreed with me and I was forced to eschew them. I began to wonder, too, whether I would not have forgotten how to sit at table with civilized folk. My meals when in camp were eaten from the top of an upturned box, set alongside the stove. When Billy and the boatswain were there we all gathered around the same box, each grabbed a plate and flew at the food like hungry wolves, never waiting for things to be passed, or asking each other to pass them, but reaching for what we desired. One rule I tried to enforce--that no Eskimo should be in the shack at meal-time. When traveling, of course, I had to live as the Eskimos did, and at such times share their lot and adapt myself to their methods and customs. I had enough of their society at these times to be quite satisfied to do without it when eating and sleeping in the shack. Washdays were the most trying periods of my life. ...
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