Wednesday, November 14, 2012
A Wild, Hard Life
Francis Parkman (1823-1893), History of the Conspiracy of Pontiac, and the War of the North American Tribes against the English Colonies after the Conquest of Canada (Boston: Charles C. Little and James Brown, 1851), p. 141 (from Chapter V, imagining "some lonely trapper" in the Rocky Mountains):
Albert Bierstadt (1830-1902), My Camp in the Rocky Mountains
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The rough earth is his bed, a morsel of dried meat and a draught of water are his food and drink, and death and danger his companions. No anchorite could fare worse, no hero could dare more; yet his wild, hard life has resistless charms; and, while he can wield a rifle, he will never leave it.
