Excerpt from Winter in Canada "The stars that singly, then in flocks appear, Like jets of silver from the violet dome, So wonderful, so many and so near, And then the golden moon to light me home;The crunching snowshoes and the stinging air, And silence, frost and beauty everywhere." - Lampman. There are distinctive charms in the Canadian winter. In its dry air, charged with life-giving oxygen, one feels exhilarated as never in warmer latitudes and one scarcely realizes how many degrees of frost may exist at the time. The prevailing vivacity affects the spirit and one is tempted to venture upon the heroic, regardless of fatigue and weather. The beauty of winter in Canada is best appreciated by those who travel into the wilds of nature beyond the sight and sound of human activities. The silence of such places in summer is often profound but the silence of winter is still greater for the leaves have fallen and the birds have gone. There is no sound save the song of the pine and occasionally the deep booming of ice upon the lake cracking under the frost or the sharp snapping of trees like rifle shots. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.