Wilderness Soliloquys

Brown and Jones would a-camping go, but Smith demurs. His new game of Owl Hockey has arrived. So too is Nature oft of more than one mind!

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Who has spied yon wood chuck on his tree stump, and not been put in mind of the Mining Board’s recent idea of adapting the “Chinese Rule on metalliferous ores?

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A dull knife cleaves rotten bark as good as a sharp ‘un after dark.”

— Anon.

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A man may stand straight as a tree, and a tree stand straight as a man, yet neither stands straight as the flag pole in my dooryard.

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Mister Grizzly, when you come to call, pray leave your ‘mittens in my hall!” —Old Mohican Quatrain

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The meadow in winter is a counterpane, the snow-laid hills are pillows, but Father Nature has gone away with the foot-warmer, and shan’t come back again ere the buds are on the willows! —Derwent Clumbard McNee

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Train our Army to follow the ways of the ant. The arachmdian lives in a hole in the ground and for provender eats leafs. He knows no reveille but toils all of the time. Then, no ant has ever collected a pension off the Government when his usefulness is done. Yes, train our Army to follow the ways of the ant! —Senator Hupp.