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. 1911 Excerpt: ...and tells every one to hustle, and forgets that resignation. This particular Forest Supervisor lives three miles from us, under big firs and sugar pines, and before a wide meadow. His headquarters have grown from small beginnings. Here a room has been added, there an office. Gradually the proud livingroom, in which ...
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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. 1911 Excerpt: ...and tells every one to hustle, and forgets that resignation. This particular Forest Supervisor lives three miles from us, under big firs and sugar pines, and before a wide meadow. His headquarters have grown from small beginnings. Here a room has been added, there an office. Gradually the proud livingroom, in which some years ago we used to sit around a roaring fire, has been overshadowed until now it is used as a store-room. A wide verandah under the roof, or a three-sided room--whichever you please--is edged by a tiny bubbling stream. From it rises a stair to a Juliet balcony. The kitchen is entirely detached, and has no roof. Although thus the mistress is likely to acquire pollen and fir needles in her coffee, she also sweetens labour with a sight of green trees, blue sky and yellow sunlight. Beyond, in fragrant azaleas, is a tool-house; across a ravine is a barn. This must be reached; so a substantial rustic bridge spans the gulf. When a thing has been needed, it has been built. The great solemn woods are full of surprises, pleasant ones always. And as the place has grown, so has the community. When you visit the Forest Supervisor, you pitch youi tent in the cedars, tap the flume of water, and dis pose your household gods to suit yourself. One has a little growing cedar tree next his bunk. On this he hangs things, and thus has a Christmas tree all the summer through. As more people come, the boundaries are extended. Already outposts have pushed down across the creek, over the hill. All sorts of people are to be met. Rangers are continually riding in and out--mountain men, graduates of the universities, all moulding to the same type. They have their reports to make, their instructions to get. Inspectors visit for weeks at a time, men from Washington, wid...
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By the Author. Fair. Ex-Library Observations from "the cabin" in the woods, by this keen observer of the beauties of nature and human nature. Illustrated with photographs by the author. Binding has moderate wear, has both inner hinges cracked, pages have light to moderate foxing. Undated, circa early 20th century.
