Pearls and PebblesDundurn, 15 лист. 1999 р. - 211 стор. How fitting to close out the 20th century with a brand new edition of Pearls & Pebbles by the noted chronicler of pioneer life, Catharine Parr Traill. Published in 1894, Pearls & Pebbles is an unusual book with a lasting charm, in which the author's broad focus ranges from the Canadian natural environment to early settlement of Upper Canada. Through Traill's eyes, we see the life of the pioneer woman, the disappearance of the forest, and the corresponding changes in the life of the Native Canadians who have inhabited that forest. Editor Elizabeth Thompson reminds us of the significance of the writings by Traill, the aged author/naturalist, who felt that the hours spent gathering the pebbles and pearls from her notebooks and journals written in the backwoods of Canada was not time wasted. |
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... river ; we scent the flowers of the hawthorn , and the violets hidden among the grass , and fill our hands with bluebells and cowslips . But we have in Canada few such May days as Shakespeare , Milton and Herrick describe ; here too ...
... rivers , the Waveney , that the first happy years of my childhood were passed . My father's fami- ly came from the ... river ; my loyal subjects , the dearest and most loving of sisters . The crown so coveted was worn till night , and ...
... rivers guided by the same power that led them hither . How little , after all , is our knowledge of the ways of these wild creatures that come to us , we only guess from whence . They steal so quietly among us . One day they are seen ...
... river , the bright , rapid Otonabee the Indian word for " flashing water running fast " lies at the foot of the grassy slope and open grove of forest trees which divide my garden from its shores . From the opposite bank the village ...
... rivers . May 21st . — Another lovely day . The air is full of sweet sounds and love- ly sights . The young leaves are bursting on every spray of bush and tree . Many of our wildflowers that did not come forth in their usual season ...
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MORE ABOUT MY FEATHERED FRIENDS | 32 |
A DEFENSE | 45 |
NOTES FROM MY OLD DIARY | 49 |
THOUGHTS ON VEGETABLE INSTINCT | 109 |
SOME CURIOUS PLANTS | 115 |
SOME VARIETIES OF POLLEN | 120 |
THE CRANBERRY MARSH | 123 |
OUR NATIVE GRASSES | 126 |
INDIAN GRASS | 132 |
MOSSES AND LICHENS | 136 |
THE INDIAN MOSS BAG | 141 |
THE SPIDER | 58 |
PROSPECTING AND WHAT I FOUND IN MY DIGGING | 62 |
THE ROBIN AND THE MIRROR | 65 |
IN THE CANADIAN WOODS | 67 |
THE FIRST DEATH IN THE CLEARING | 82 |
ALONE IN THE FOREST | 90 |
ON THE ISLAND OF MINNEWAWA | 99 |
THE CHILDREN OF THE FOREST | 103 |
SOMETHING GATHERS UP THE FRAGMENTS | 144 |
APPENDIX A | 151 |
APPENDIX B | 181 |
APPENDIX C | 183 |
ENDNOTES | 187 |
ILLUSTRATION CREDITS | 199 |
INDEX | 203 |