Quotes from Ernest Thompson Seton

The name Peace River itself is the monument of a successful effort on the part of the Company to bring about a better understanding between the Crees and the Beavers.

I have only one prejudice in horseflesh - I do not like a white one.

The life of a wild animal always has a tragic end.

Though so trifling, the success of our first Buffalo hunt gave us quite a social lift.

We were now back at Smith Landing, and fired with a desire to make another Buffalo expedition on which we should have ampler time and cover more than a mere corner of the range.

Not Carnegie, Vanderbilt, and Astor together could have raised money enough to buy a quarter share in my little dogs.

Fort Smith, being the place of my longest stay, was the scene of my largest medical practice.

At each of these northern posts there were interesting experiences in store for me, as one who had read all the books of northern travel and dreamed for half a lifetime of the north and that was - almost daily meeting with famous men.

Have the wild things no moral or legal rights? What right has man to inflict such long and fearful agony on a fellow creature, simply because that creature does not speak his language?

Not Carnegie, Vanderbilt, and Astor together could have raised money enough to buy a quarter share in my little dog.

The culture and civilization of the White man are essentially material; his measure of success is, "How much property have I acquired for myself?" The culture of the Red man is fundamentally spiritual; his measure of success is, "How much service have I rendered to my people?

Next day on returning I found him dead in the snow with his head on the sill of the door—the door of his puppyhood's days; my dog to the last in his heart of hearts—it was my help he sought, and vainly sought, in the hour of his bitter extremity.

A lion shorn of his strength, an eagle robbed of his freedom, or a dove bereft of his mate, all die, it is said, of a broken heart; and who will aver that this grim bandit could bear the threefold brunt, heart-whole? This only I know, that when the morning dawned, he was lying there still in his position of calm repose, but his spirit was gone-the old king-wolf was dead.

Thar is two things that every national crisis is bound to show up: first, a lot o' dum fools in command; second, lot o great commanders in the ranks. An' fortunately before the crisis is over the hull thing is sure set right, and the men is where they oughter be.

The sunset of the forest had given the signal to robin and tanager to begin their vesper song. The sunset of the mount had issued the dew-time call that conjures out of the caves and hollow trees the smallest of the winged Brownie folk, whose kingdom is the twilight and whose dance hall is high above the tree-tops.

I have always loved the Brownies so much, and so earnestly wished to believe in them, that I have taught myself to do so, and I want other to have that same pleasure.

Jednou je v lese zastihl poÃ…â"¢ádný liják a oni se jeÅ¡tÄ› rádi schovali ve svém pochmurném pÃ…â"¢íbytku, jenomže dovnitÃ…â"¢ prÅ¡elo nejen kouÃ…â"¢ovým otvorem, ale také stÄ›nami, a tak jim vigvam pÃ…â"¢íliÅ¡ velkou ochranu neposkytoval. "Se mnÄ› zdá, že je tu spíÅ¡ víc mokro než venku," podotkl Sam a mokÃ…â"¢í jako myÅ¡i vyrazili dom?.

DÄ›v?e Å¡lo dom? a vyprávÄ›lo podivný pÃ…â"¢íbÄ›h o záÃ…â"¢ícím liÅ¡ákovi s laskavýma o?ima – pÃ…â"¢íbÄ›h, kterému v??ili jen hodnÄ› mladí a hodnÄ› staÃ…â"¢í lidé; totiž ti, kteÃ…â"¢í porozumÄ›li dítÄ›ti, a ti, kteÃ…â"¢í porozumÄ›li liÅ¡ákovi.

So I have learned to love and venerate the honker Wild Goose whom Mother Nature dowered with love unquenchable, constructed for her own good ends a monument of faithfulness unchanging, a creature heir of all the promises, so master of the hostile world around that he lives and spreads, defying plagues and beasts, and I wonder if this secret is not partly that the wise and patient mother leads.

On the 27th we came to the Cascade Rapids. The first or Little Cascade has about two feet fall, the second or Grand Cascade, a mile farther, is about a six foot sheer drop.

At each of these northern posts there were interesting experiences in store for me, as one who had read all the books of northern travel and dreamed for half a lifetime of the north; and that was - almost daily meeting with famous men.

The ancient feud between cat and dog is not forgotten in the north, for the Lynx is the deadly foe of the Fox and habitually kills it when there is soft snow and scarcity of easier prey.

The white spruce forest along the banks is most inspiring, magnificent here. Down the terraced slopes and right to the water's edge on the alluvial soil it stands in ranks.

At this camp I had the unique experience of showing all these seasoned Westerners that it was possible to make a fire by the friction of two sticks. This has long been a specialty of mine; I use a thong and a bow as the simplest way.