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The little brook lifted up its voice in loud, hoarse wailing, or mocked, in its babbling to the stones, the sound of human voices.
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p. 129.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
Hour after hour wore away, and the crowing of the cocks proclaimed midnight.
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p. 129.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
Every now and then the furious barking of dogs at the neighbouring farms, and the loud cackling of the geese upon our own, made me hope they were coming; and then I listened till the beating of my own heart excluded all other sounds. Oh, that unwearied brook, how it sobbed and moaned like a fretful child....
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p.130.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
Just as the moon rose, the howling of a pack of wolves, from the great swamp in our rear, filled the whole air. Their yells were answered by the barking of all the dogs in the vicinity, and the geese, unwilling to be behindhand in the general confusion, set up the most discordant screams. I had often heard, and even been amused, during the winter, particularly on thaw nights, with hearing the howls of these formidable wild beasts, but I had never before heard them alone,....
Just as the day broke my friends the wolves set up a parting benediction, so loud and wild, and near to the house, that I was afraid...
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p. 130.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
The moan of the wind tells of the coming rain that it bears upon its wings: the deep stillness of the woods, and the lengthened shadow they cast upon the stream, silently but surely foreshow the bursting of the thundercloud; and who that has lived for any time upon the coast, can mistake the language of the waves - that deep prophetic surging that ushers in the terrible gale.
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p.136.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
It was towards the close of 1833... that I was startled one night, just before retiring to rest, by the suden firing of guns in our near vicinity, accompanied by shouts and yells, the braying of horns, the beating of drums, and the barking of all the dogs in the neighbourhood. I never heard a more stunning uproar of discordant and hideous sounds.
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p. 144.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1834
CIRCUMSTANCE: refers to the practice of the 'Charivari' introduced into Canada by French settlers)
They then proceed to the bridegroom's house, to the sound of tin kettles, horns and drums, cracked fiddles, and all the discordant instruments they can collect together. ... beating upon the door with clubs and staves, and demanding of the bridegroom admittance to drink to the bride's health....
"If the bridegroom refuses to appear and grant their request, they commence the horrible din you heard, firing guns charged with peas against the doors and windows, rattling old pots and kettles, and abusing him for his stinginess in no measured terms."
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p.145
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1833
CIRCUMSTANCE: Description of 'Charivari' introduced into Canada by French Settlers)
The women are a merry light-hearted set, and their constant laugh and incessant prattle form a strange contrast to the iron taciturnity of their grim lords.
Susannah Moodie, Roughing It in the Bush, New Canadian Library, Toronto, 1971, p.155.
PLACE: The backwoods of Ontario, Canada
TIME: 1833
CIRCUMSTANCE: refers to the women of the Chippewa and Missasagua Indian Tribes
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