Camp-fire Verse by Williams HaynesCamp-fire Verse by Williams Haynes

Camp-fire Verse

byWilliams Haynes

Paperback | February 3, 2012

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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. 1917. Excerpt: ... THE HUNTER IN CAMP As he watches the white clouds drifting through limitless azure seas Where only the stars can find him as they peep through the sheltering trees. 0! where is the life so peaceful, so free from the fangs of care? With never a thought of the morrow--no thought of the fruit it may bear. His bedfellow but his rifle, a friend that he never knew To fail in the hour of danger--no animate friend more true. He studies the jewel beauties set high in the arching skies Till the finger of sleep softly touches the lids of his weary eyes, And sweet are the dreamland visions the eye of his slumber sees, Where only the stars can find him as they peep through the sheltering trees. James Barton Adams THE WAIL OF THE GUIDE Yo' city chaps comes ter th' woods With yo' new-fangled guns, 'N 'low yo' prime ter shoot th' hide Off anything 'et runs!--Yo' grumble at the grub I cook, Yo' shirk at rain 'r fog, 'N when yo've nathin' else ter do Yo' tease 'n kick my dog. Who cleans yo' guns 'n tends th' camp? Who built that 'ere canoe? You think yo'd larn them tricks in books, 'N maybe larn me, too. There ain't no guide in seven states Kin track a moose like me, 'N I kin smell a caribou As fer as yo' kin see; I'd like ter see yo' tote th' load O' stuff yo' make me pack, From lake ter lake along th' run--Yo' break yo' dog-goned back. THE WAIL OF THE GUIDE 35 Who keeps yo' out o' traps 'n snares? Who calls yo' moose 'n deer? Who showed yo' whar ter find a b'ar That day yo' run so queer?--Don't guy yo' country guide, my friend, Tho' he don't know yo' creed--Thar's heaps o' things man kin larn As well as larn ter read. Frederic Colburn Clarke MISS PIXIE Did you ever meet Miss Pixie of the Spruces? Did you ever glimpse her mocking elfin face? Did you ever hear her calling ...
Title:Camp-fire VerseFormat:PaperbackDimensions:34 pages, 9.69 × 7.44 × 0.07 inPublished:February 3, 2012Publisher:General Books LLCLanguage:English

The following ISBNs are associated with this title:

ISBN - 10:0217916198

ISBN - 13:9780217916196