Excerpt: ...human face could be as white, while life still remained, as hers was then. All the lovely tints that had been such a delight to him, the play of soft reds and browns, had faded as an after-glow fades on the snow. Dan's glance moved with hers to Cranston. He was standing easily at a distance of a dozen feet; and except for the faintest tremble all over his body, a muscular reaction from the violence of his passion, he had entirely regained his self-composure. This was quite characteristic of the mountain men. ...
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Excerpt: ...human face could be as white, while life still remained, as hers was then. All the lovely tints that had been such a delight to him, the play of soft reds and browns, had faded as an after-glow fades on the snow. Dan's glance moved with hers to Cranston. He was standing easily at a distance of a dozen feet; and except for the faintest tremble all over his body, a muscular reaction from the violence of his passion, he had entirely regained his self-composure. This was quite characteristic of the mountain men. They share with the beasts a passion of living that is wholly unknown on the plains; but yet they have a certain quality of imperturbability known nowhere else. Nor is it limited to the native-born mountaineers. No man who intimately knows a member of that curious, keen-eyed little army of naturalists and big-game hunters who go to the north woods every fall, as regularly and seemingly as inexorably as the waterfowl go in spring, can doubt this fact. They seem to have acquired from the silence and the snows an impregnation of that eternal calm and imperturbability that is the wilderness itself. Cranston wasn't in the least afraid. Fear is usually a matter of uncertainty, and he knew exactly where he stood. It is extremely doubtful if a plainsman would have possessed this knowledge. But a plainsman has not the knowledge of life itself that the mountaineer has, simply because he does not see it in the raw. And he has not half the intimate knowledge of death, an absolute requisite of self-composure. The mountaineer knows life in its simple phases with little tradition or convention to blur the vision. Death is a very intimate acquaintance that may be met in any snowdrift, on any rocky trail; and these conditions are very deadly to any delusions that he has in regard to himself. He acquires an ability to see just where he stands, and of course that means self-possession. This quality had something to do with the remarkable record that the mountain...
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Dunton, W Herbert. Good. No dust jacket. Sewn binding. Cloth over boards. 312 p. Audience: General/trade. Not the edition pictured. This is a first edition copyright 1920
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Good. No Jacket. Book. 12mo-over 6¾"-7¾" tall. Green boards, frontis, 305 pp. Moderate edge wear, crack at rear endpapers, foxing on endpapers and first few pages but clean text overall, tight binding.
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Very Good-with no dust jacket. Spine lettering faded. Small stain on back cover. Title page foxed. Edges of page block soiled.; Small 8vo 7½"-8" tall; 305 pages.
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Very Good. No Jacket. Book Gold-stamped embossed black cloth w/ forest design, spine a bit dulled. No dust jacket. Inked info verso b/w frontispiece. With ads. 23, 000 PB shelf.