Roughing It In The Bush, By Susanna Moodie











































































































































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The Saddle Mare Seemed To Have Great Weight In Old Ralph T - -H's Wooing, And I Used Laughingly To Remind Mary Of Her Absent Lover, And Beg Her Not To Marry Ralph T - -H's Mare.

THE CANADIAN HUNTER'S SONG

The northern lights are flashing, On the rapids' restless flow; And o'er the wild waves dashing, Swift darts the light canoe. The merry hunters come. "What cheer? - what cheer?" - "We've slain the deer!" "Hurrah! - You're welcome home!"

The blithesome horn is sounding, And the woodman's loud halloo; And joyous steps are bounding To meet the birch canoe. "Hurrah! - The hunters come." And the woods ring out To their merry shout As they drag the dun deer home!

The hearth is brightly burning, The rustic board is spread; To greet the sire returning The children leave their bed. With laugh and shout they come - That merry band - To grasp his hand, And bid him welcome home!

CHAPTER XXI

THE LITTLE STUMPY MAN

There was a little man - I'll sketch him if I can, For he clung to mine and me Like the old man of the sea; And in spite of taunt and scoff We could not pitch him off, For the cross-grained, waspish elf Cared for no one but himself.

Before I dismiss for ever the troubles and sorrows of 1836, I would fain introduce to the notice of my readers some of the odd characters with whom we became acquainted during that period. The first that starts vividly to my recollection is the picture of a short, stumpy, thickset man - a British sailor, too - who came to stay one night under our roof, and took quiet possession of his quarters for nine months, and whom we are obliged to tolerate from the simple fact that we could not get rid of him.

During the fall, Moodie had met this individual (whom I will call Mr. Malcolm) in the mail-coach, going up to Toronto. Amused with his eccentric and blunt manners, and finding him a shrewd, clever fellow in conversation, Moodie told him that if ever he came into his part of the world he should be glad to renew their acquaintance. And so they parted, with mutual good-will, as men often part who have travelled a long journey in good fellowship together, without thinking it probable they should ever meet again.

The sugar season had just commenced with the spring thaw; Jacob had tapped a few trees in order to obtain sap to make molasses for the children, when his plans were frustrated by the illness of my husband, who was again attacked with the ague. Towards the close of a wet, sloppy day, while Jacob was in the wood, chopping, and our servant gone to my sister, who was ill, to help to wash, as I was busy baking bread for tea, my attention was aroused by a violent knocking at the door, and the furious barking of our dog, Hector. I ran to open it, when I found Hector's teeth clenched in the trousers of a little, dark, thickset man, who said in a gruff voice -

"Call off your dog.

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