Susanna Moodie,
Roughing it in the Bush — Chapter XXV: The Walk to Dummer
“ The squirrel and chipmunk occasionally bounded across our path; the dazzling snow which covered it reflected the branches above us in an endless variety of dancing shadows. Our spirits rose in proportion. Young C— burst out singing, and Emilia and I laughed and chatted as we bounded along our narrow road. On, on for hours, the same interminable forest stretched away to the right and left, before and behind us."It is past twelve," said my brother T— thoughtfully; "if we do not soon come to a clearing, we may chance to spend the night in the forest." ”
