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He proceeded rapidly up the bank and through the woods, with a peculiar, elastic, noiseless, and stealthy tread, looking to right and left on the ground, and stepping in the faint tracks of the wounded moose, now and then pointing in silence to a single drop of blood on the handsome, shining leaves of the Clintonia Borealis, which, on every side, covered the ground, or to a dry fern-stem freshly broken, all the while chewing some leaf or else the spruce gum.

Every land has its nightingale, if we only have the heart to hear him. How distinct his voice is how personal, how confidential, as if he had a message for us! There is a breath of fragrance on the cool shady air beside our little stream, that seems familiar. It is the first week of September. Can it be that the twin-flower of June, the delicate Linnaea borealis, is blooming again?

Our vicinity to "the cold and pitiless Labrador," rendered the air chilly, and we could hear the howling of the wolves at night, to me a new and dismal sound. The aurora borealis was particularly splendid, for the air was clear and frosty. On the 10th of May we stood for the Island of Bic, and took on board a pilot.

Later, when the aurora borealis has got into your marrow, you gorge on seal blubber and narwhal fat and call it good. As for me, I'd prefer pickles to anything else in the world, so with your permission I'll help myself. Just now I'd eat pickles with ice cream." It was a pleasant meal. Philip could not remember when he had known a more agreeable host.

He saw three or four men pressed by dozens, and rushed with all the fire of his generous and impetuous nature to their aid, in time to intercept a blow aimed at the young leader: Well could he brandish such weapons, and he stood side by side and settled many a "bos borealis," or northern bullock, with as much zest as ever a southern butcher.

The surly gloom of the end of a profitless enterprise became magically an aurora borealis of superior hopes: no, something infinitely more substantial than any heaven-painting flare of iridescent colors. "Maggie, it's the real thing! At last!" he cried. "What is it?" asked Old Jimmie. Barney gave him the letter. Jimmie read it through, then handed it back, slowly shaking his head.

I felt then as I had felt a year ago in England on a night when the aurora borealis was streaming and sweeping round heaven, when, belated in lonely fields, I had paused to watch that mustering of an army with banners that quivering of serried lances that swift ascent of messengers from below the north star to the dark, high keystone of heaven's arch.

He likewise wiped off the anvil with his leathern apron, and making a fire in the forge to take off the chill, thrust in a huge hunk of iron to irradiate the heat. Many of the denizens of Borealis came and laid siege to the barber-shop as early as six in the morning.

He saw the moon rise to the zenith and the corona borealis disappear below the western horizon. He noticed also how the stars grew dimmer and dimmer, how the shadows commenced to wane. Finally he fixed his gaze on the east. Owing to the shrubbery it was not possible to see distinctly, yet anything lying on the ground could be discerned.

On the other hand, the Amerindians in the southern and more temperate regions thought the Aurora Borealis was a vast concourse of "spirits of the happy day" dancing in the clouds. Thus there were no climatic reasons why, both in summer and in winter, immense distances should not be quickly covered in Canada between the Rocky Mountains and the Atlantic Ocean.