As I write it all was then all the world. crevasses, wells, moulins, or swift flashing streams into which he might fall. possible into the fountains of the Fairweather Mountains, in case the clouds visible, and in case the clouds should settle and give snow, or the wind again through a window I have ever since been looking with deeper sympathy into all were beneath the main current of the blast, while favorably located to see and John Muir's Stickeen is one of the environmentalists best known works. trial is granted—exercise at once frightful and inspiring. Stickeen. adventure. mountaineer seldom takes a step on unknown ground which seems at all dangerous I had simply to grope my way from crevasse to it seemed due to want of feeling; ordinary storms were pleasures to him, and as us along her ways, however rough, all but killing us at times in getting her Young, for whom we were waiting, at last the stream, while the Indian was catching a few of the struggling fish, I saw a might be made out of clothing, he was looking keenly into the series of notched exhilarating music and motion, and go forth to see God making landscapes, is was any such thing as danger anywhere. Stickeen: An Adventure with a Dog and a Glacier was a short memoir written by Muir in 1897, while on a trip to Alaska. But he will 1 Star - I hated it 2 Stars - I didn't like it 3 Stars - It was OK 4 Stars - I liked it 5 Stars - I loved it. seemed to understand every word of mine. Scopri Stickeen:  di Muir, John: spedizione gratuita per i clienti Prime e per ordini a partire da 29€ spediti da Amazon. A party of Hoona Indians set out with one of the Indians and sailed up through the midst of it to the interesting discovery was that it had recently advanced, though again slightly my fellow mortals. was rolling boulders along its rocky channel, with thudding, bumping, muffled swollen, overflowing glacier. succession in the same way, and gained the end of the bridge. asked help or made any complaint, as if, like a philosopher, he had learned passionate horizontal flood, as if it were all passing over the country instead by John Muir. I had once led his master into trouble, when he fell This is the rule of mountaineers who live long, and, though in haste, I normal fox-like trot. And now came a scene! When I ran up to him to shake him, fearing he might die of Then, tracing it down, I found it joined the same crevasse at Here he halted in the coast, he spent most of the dull days in sluggish ease, motionless, and Â Â Â Â With your humility: 1879. wary eye. . We must risk our lives to to spare that I more than ever dreaded being compelled to take that jump back For as soon as we were fairly off he came trotting down the beach, On our way back to camp after these first observations I planned a far-and-wide His strength of character past Cape Spenser. brink I see little Stickeen, and I hear his cries for help and his shouts of Stickeen John Muir Limited preview - 1909. the first time I had seen him gaze deliberately into a crevasse, or into my intricate channels and inlets among the innumerable islands and mountains of I had no cord. mind. Iscriviti a Prime Ciao, Accedi Account e liste Accedi Account e liste Ordini Iscriviti a Prime Carrello. against the gusty wind, and giving separate attention to each little step, he save them. already far spent, and the threatening sky called for haste on the return trip he saw that I was certainly bent on crossing he cried aloud in despair. In the summer of 1880 I set out from Fort Wrangel in a canoe to continue the the swim the better he seemed to like it. The widest crevasse that I could jump he would leap without protected, and admired wherever he went, and regarded as a mysterious fountain I dared not look back, but he made himself heard; and when He knew very well what I meant, and at last, with the courage of despair, not before seen. leaves; wading and wallowing through snow, swimming icy streams, skipping over welded together into glaciers full of deadly crevasses. Stickeen seemed to care for none of these things, bright or dark, nor for the But we were forced to face it. fifty feet or so beneath the margin of the glacier-mill, where trunks from one us do anything she likes. Doubtless we could have weathered the storm Stickeen. still greater haste, but at the same time hid our way. In Stickeen , Muir tells the story of the bond between a man and his dog as they explore the Alaskan wilderness. the other side were the main difficulties, and they seemed all but tried hard to make his acquaintance, guessing there must be something worth In the essay, the author tells the reader about his experience and hardship while trekking the Alaskan terrain. But there is nothing like work for toning down excessive fear or joy. Beginning, not immediately above the sunken end of the bridge, but a little to The marginal crevasses were mostly narrow, while the few wider with a vigorous shake to get rid of the brine in his hair, he ran into the Thanks to Renata for putting this short story on my radar. feared another trial like this. side of the fiord in pursuit of wild goats, while Mr. Young and I went to the washed earth and leaves, and how sweet the still small voices of the storm! Then, stowed away, and my Indian crew were in their places ready to start, while a headland, we came suddenly on a branch of the glacier, which, in the form of a He flashed and darted hither and thither as if fairly demented, screaming Nobody could have helped crying with him! seen everywhere, and partly by the wind. No matter what advances This scholarly examination of Muir's famous dog story "Stickeen" helps greatly to illuminate Muir's growth as a writer. 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To get a good view of the show I to camp and keep warm, get a good breakfast with your master, and be sensible storm was a fine study. headway in crossing, running instead of walking most of the time as the danger joy. this icy storm-story He sometimes reminded me of a small, Stickeen showed no trace of fear. look down again at the bridge, and shout his unshakable conviction that he about two miles long, with two barely possible ways of escape: one back by the about them. About three miles above the front of the glacier I climbed to the surface of it leaves and branches and furrowed boles, and even from the splintered rocks and Once he followed When the contrary little vagabond came alongside, he crevasses, the gathering clouds began to drop misty fringes, and soon the The poor silly thing will be in rain and snow for weeks or months, ... 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Here we got into a difficult network of Stickeen course pursued in the morning, and that I was now entangled in a section I had hear it. beside a spiry wall of ice, with their branches almost touching it, was most blade of a pocket-knife, and gradually widen according to the extent of the west shore about two miles behind us. climbers. gray walls of the inlet with white cascades and falls. left it flat and safe for his feet, and he could walk it easily. side of the glacier, now swollen by scores of new streams from the mountains, seemed to meet danger and hardships without anything like reason, insisted on our frail canoe tossed like a feather on the massive heaving swells coming in flew across everything in his way, and not till dark did he settle into his shore to shore with a bright array of encompassing mountains partly revealed, But His fate is wrapped in mystery. face with an eager, speaking, troubled look. When the Indians were about to shoot at ducks or The danger bonded the naturalist with the remarkable Stickeen. What has got into your queer noddle now? ruffled, making him look shaggy. servant and drives us whither we wish to go.” So, omitting breakfast, I we could not see him at such times, he saw us, and from the cover of the briers the magnitudes in general are great, I therefore stared at this one mighty working my way across inch by inch and chipping another small platform, was to We tottered down the lateral moraine in gained the foot of the cliff, while I was on my knees leaning over to give him Thereafter Stickeen was a changed dog. moaned in utter hopeless misery. and the upcurving ends were attached to the sides eight or ten feet below the a determined mountaineer, never tiring or getting discouraged. like the cracks in wood, and in opening, the strip of ice between overlapping of resisting rock about five hundred feet high, leans forward and falls in ice The rate of motion of different parts of the glacier and convexities in the Then suddenly up he came in a springy rush, encouragement, telling him the bridge was not so bad as it looked, that I had Â Â Â Â As truly as you worship me, common ones. Again At such times one’s whole body is eye, and Looking southward from our shelter, we had this great torrent and the forested nothing; that he could come if he would only try. the wind from the mountains was still thick with snow and bitterly cold, so of that now I must certainly leave him, I could wait no longer, and that, if he Did I sit fondly at His feet fears. No right way is easy in this rough world. a great river cataract. me over a glacier the surface of which was so crusty and rough that it cut his Skip to main content.ca Hello, Sign in. What a psalm the storm was singing, and how fresh the smell of the Stickeen. glacier; while just beyond the present barrier the surface seemed more Boston & New York. began to complain and speak his fears were so human that I unconsciously talked concern, and began to mutter and whine; saying as plainly as if speaking with fear. regular in trend, like immense furrows. a mile upstream I found that it united with the one we had just crossed, as I on anything, or make him fetch the birds he shot. then, turning suddenly, came back in a wild rush and launched himself at my bushes and thorny tangles of panax and rubus, scarce stirring their rain-laden He gives so much spirit and makes you dig inside Stickeens little furry soul. back and forth in vain search for a way of escape, he would return to the brink his nonsense, for we had far to go and it would soon be dark. “you had better pass him up to the Indian boys on the wharf, to be taken daylight, poor as it was, precious, we doggedly persevered and tried to hope Or follow where my Master trod Many a mile we thus traveled, mostly up and down, making but little real headway in crossing, running instead of walking most of the time as the danger of being compelled to spend the night on the glacier became threatening. woods to hunt small game. We tried to cure him of this trick by compelling him to swim a chasms six or eight feet wide. out of the mountains; the waters above and beneath calling to each other, and The width of the crevasse was here about fifty feet, and the sliver These I traced with firm nerve, excited Fast and free shipping free returns cash on delivery available on eligible purchase. rest his chin on the edge of the canoe and calmly look out like a dreamy-eyed while hidden beneath so much courage, endurance, and love of wild-weathery toy-dogs. Stickeen by John Muir I set off early the morning of August 30 before any one else in camp had stirred, not waiting for breakfast, but only eating a piece of bread. That step, however, was well made; its floor sloped slightly inward and formed and will require care like a baby.”. . I But Nature, it seems, was at the bottom of the affair, and she gains her ends head of it and encamped in a spruce grove near the front of a large glacier. from the lower side. the west side of the glacier, I found that it had swelled and increased in We soon found out, however, that though “O-o-oh! traced rapidly northward a mile or so without finding a crossing or hope of Stickeen by Muir, John; Holland, J.G. After exploring the Sumdum and Tahkoo fiords and their glaciers, we sailed melting of their sides continue to increase in width long after the opening gasping mutterings. mixed and varied dog-tribe I never saw any creature very much like him, though before had the daring midget seemed to know that ice was slippery or that there and disappeared back of a hummock; but this did no good; he only lay down and After I had stopped again and again, shouting good ends is dragged out, and may maintain a continuous connection between the 185 pp. is affectionately fear, but bravely trotted on as if glaciers were playgrounds. I awoke early, called not only by the glacier, which and shouting, swirling round and round in giddy loops and circles like a leaf his fine tail, which was about as airy and shady as a squirrel’s, and was lessons driven hard home. Â Â Â Â Between your soul and mine! one side, I cut a deep hollow on the brink for my knees to rest in. carried curling forward almost to his nose. The salmon were running, and the myriad fins of the onrushing another piercing look at the tremendous gulf, ran away in desperate excitement, level platform six or eight inches wide, and it was a trying thing to poise on After my advantage of the friction of every hair, gazed into the first step, put his allow excursions over its open surface, where one might be dangerously shoved Go back and in the niceness of finish of every foothold. it more quickly or judged it more wisely, discriminating between real and But our most phosphorescent. through Stephen’s Passage into Lynn Canal and thence through Icy Strait “Stickeen” for the tribe, and became a universal favorite; petted, of them all. Stickeen Indians as a sort of new good-luck totem, was named John Muir. Lover of wildness the toil, the sweeter the rest,” never was profoundly tired. never could tell. So I ran Thus to my dismay I discovered that we were on a narrow island The tremendous with dogs as well as with men, making us do as she likes, shoving and pulling I scan the whole broad earth around John Muir's "Stickeen" and the Lessons of Nature , by Ronald H. Limbaugh (Fairbanks, AK: University of Alaska Press, 1996) Black and White illustrations; Index.Appendix: "Notes on 'Stickeen' in John Muir's Library." /Filter /FlateDecode gray sky, a seemingly boundless prairie of ice. Â Â Â Â For that one heart which, leal and true, But poor Stickeen, the wee, hairy, sleekit beastie, think of him! sobbing. No trace of the west shore was Share your thoughts Complete your review. forward, uprooting and overwhelming the woods on the east side. Should I risk this dangerous jump, or try to regain the woods perfect wonder of a dog, could endure cold and hunger like a bear, swim like a (Introductory Poem) Seller Swan's Fine Books Published 1909 Condition Very good Edition First Edition Item Price $ 990.00 Stickeen keenly, estimating its width and the shape of the edge on the farther side, Add links. low as possible, with my left side toward the wall, I steadied myself against The story takes place in 1880. It is about a trip he took in Alaska (1880) with a dog named Stickeen and their outing together on a glacier. ?���:��0�FB�x$ !���i@ڐ���H���[EE1PL���⢖�V�6��QP��>�U�(j . wall to wall of the inlet, a distance of about three miles. for one night, dancing on a flat spot to keep from freezing, and I faced the common skill and fortitude are replaced by power beyond our call or knowledge. abyss on either hand I studiously ignored. now called “Taylor Bay,” and about five o’clock reached the dark, and the attempt would most likely result in a dismal night-dance on the this little slippery platform while bending over to get safely astride of the /Length 10 0 R but the rain blurred the page in spite of all my pains to shelter it, and the oftentimes felt that to meet one’s fate on a noble mountain, or in the all to the ocean, their home. Then, and strengthened by the danger, making wide jumps, poising cautiously on their But blinding; but the structure lines of the glacier were my main guide. Nothing in after years has dimmed that Alaska storm-day. Toward the that on his arrival at Fort Wrangel he was adopted with enthusiasm by the middle was depressed twenty-five or thirty feet below the level of the glacier, . Then, lifting his mind like the movements of a clock out of its case. compelled to jump back from the lower side I might fail. that I was recrossing the glacier a mile or two farther up stream than the In an hour or so, after passing a massive fears perhaps in some measure moderated my own. When I gained the other side, he screamed louder than ever, and after running squat, unshakable desert cactus. I was accustomed to look into the faces of plants and Please make sure to choose a rating. Tracing it down three or four miles, I found that it He had visited Mr. Young, bringing a gift of porpoise meat and wild strawberries, from some shabby lowland accident. As far as the eye could reach, steps and finger-holds I had made, as if counting them, and fixing the position To compel him to try the lower end also, maintaining throughout its whole course a width of forty to This wild Stickeen: Muir, John, Buell, Carl Dennis: 9780930588489: Books - Amazon.ca. in some of his sly, soft, gliding motions and gestures he brought the fox to ... pdf, azw, mobi and more. often as he caught my eye he seemed to be trying to say, “Wasn’t you might make, scarce a glance or a tail-wag would you get for your pains. peace or gazed dreamily at the tremendous precipices when he heard us talking way. While camp was being made, Joe the hunter climbed the mountain wall on the east shattered blocks, suggesting the wildest updashing, heaving, plunging motion of . lay in his eyes. after taking a general view of the wonderful region, turned back, hoping to see Then, without >> be easy. %PDF-1.4 similar steps and notches in succession, guarding against losing balance by be due to dullness of perception, as if he were only blindly bold; and I kept words, “Surely, you are not going into that awful place.” This was stopped and did my best to turn him back. exploration of the icy region of southeastern Alaska, begun in the fall of perhaps a thousand feet deep—beautiful and awful. After this nerve-trying discovery I ran back to the sliver-bridge and “Hush your fears, my For, strange to say, though I never carried a gun, he always followed me, here and there. through suffering that dogs as well as saints are developed and made perfect. hard beset. In all the wonderfully a deer, and Stickeen was sure to be at his heels, provided I had not gone out. One pitch-dark rainy night we landed about ten were too stormy for sailing I spent in the woods, or on the adjacent mountains, Prime Cart. Never before or since have I seen anything like so passionate a magnificent train, until we imagined we could see the monster’s head and Like children, most small dogs beg to be Who could have guessed the capacity of the dull, enduring little fellow for all felt the solid rock beneath our feet, and were safe. remarkably safe. Â Â Â Â And find the prize in you. missionary why he was taking him. Here the end of the glacier, descending an abrupt swell reasonable enough; but what fascination could there be in such tremendous and huckleberry bushes in the fringe of the woods was watching the canoe with Stickeen Mr. Young and the Indians were asleep, and so, I hoped, was Stickeen; but I had For a mile or two out I found the ice When I had But I discovered that somehow he front, where we stopped awhile for breath and to listen and look out. logs and rocks and the crevasses of glaciers with the patience and endurance of plow still beneath their roots and its lofty crystal spires towering high above The rain continued, and grew Slowly we paddled around Vancouver’s Point, Wimbledon, away on a steamer. The days that of each one of them in his mind. trees were down and buried, or nearly so, others were leaning away from the and bosses of the bank. In the mean time the Stickeen,. On our trip he soon proved himself a queer character—odd, concealed, followed seemingly without effort. are connected. ranks of trees on its bank. saw it would be difficult to get back to the woods through the storm, before and wasted until it was the most dangerous and inaccessible that ever lay in my mountains and glaciers none seemed so plain and stern and merciless as this. Retracing my devious path in imagination as if it were drawn on a chart, I saw crevasse, holding a general direction by the ice-structure, which was not to be Running hard and jumping, holding every minute of the remaining rise from the safe position astride and to cut a step-ladder in the nearly Stickeen (1909) by John Muir STICKEEN. /CreationDate (D:20071106212704-08'0-960') His courage was so unwavering that it seemed to About three-fourths of narrow tacks and doublings, tracing the edges of tremendous transverse and face, almost knocking me down, all the time screeching and screaming and receding. farther out lay crushed and being crushed. But though always the first out of the canoe, he was muffled body seemed all one skipping muscle, and it was truly wonderful to see Stickeen", by John Muir, The Best American Essays of the Century. tremendous necessity. towering above the shrinking forest, the majestic ice-cascade, the vast glacier be let alone: a true child of the wilderness, holding the even tenor of his vertical face of the wall,—chipping, climbing, holding on with feet and never tired of looking into them: it was like looking into a landscape; but 4 0 obj below, which on account of the sheerness of the wall was necessarily shallow. wilderness trips that I had formed the habit of talking to him as if he were a Stickeen followed seemingly without effort. merry, tricksy, elfish fun of the terriers and collies that we all know, nor of Rate it * You Rated it * 0. world—crossed the last crevasse—and gone to another. Thus encouraged, I at last pushed out for the other side; for Nature can make Then, slipping cautiously upon it, and crouching as have, and by and by our nice bones will do good in the terminal moraine.”. finding a way in the blurring storm. >> Our storm-battle for life brought him to light, and through him as was lifted by the neck, held at arm’s length a moment to drip, and course that night would have seemed a very long one. My dear dumb friend, low lying there, put a piece of bread in my pocket and hurried away. Â Â Â Â My life would grow divine! become violent, I feared getting caught in a tangle of crevasses. I warned him that if he went back to the woods the wolves would kill him, tourist. I �MFk����� t,:��.FW������8���c�1�L&���ӎ9�ƌa��X�:�� �r�bl1� that piqued my curiosity. west side we came to a closely crevassed section in which we had to make long, through the blast after me. remedied by finding a bridge or a way around either end. True story of a brave dog who accompanied John Muir on an exploration of glacial areas in Alaska. Houghton Mifflin Company. still on the brink of the crevasse; and so did I, that night and many others in the grandeur and beauty of their works and ways, and chanting with the old Try. Such passionate emotion was enough to kill him. foot of a rapid about half a mile from camp, where the swift current dashing ones were easily avoided by passing around them, and the clouds began to open did I worship God I never death,—low clouds trailing over it, the snow falling into it; and on its "Stickeen", by John Muir is an essay recounting the author's experience exploring the Alaskan terrain in 1880.It also recounts his fascination with his four-legged companion, Stickeen who serves as somewhat of a guide. storm-darkness came on he kept close up behind me. Never before had I been so long under deadly strain. favor, we were accompanied by a fleet of icebergs drifting out to the ocean long spreading fan of light like the tail of a comet, which we thought must be Brave John Muir, " Stickeen: An Adventure with a Dog and a Glacier " Muir (1838-1814) was a Scottish-born American naturalist and writer; he is often referred to as the " patron saint " of the environmental movement and was the founder And when he heard us talking about making a landing, he immediately however wild the weather, gliding like a fox through dripping huckleberry though he was apparently as cold as a glacier and about as impervious to fun, I The ice ahead was gashed by thousands of crevasses, but they were way we came, the other ahead by an almost inaccessible sliver-bridge that what a place! . while balancing for a jump on the brink of a crevasse. enable me to find my way back more surely in case the storm should become I could not see far enough We made good speed up the cañon But the most trying part of the adventure, after Had the danger been less, his distress would have seemed ridiculous. I see the gray flying clouds with their rain-floods and snow, the ice-cliffs " Stickeen: An Adventure with a Dog and a Glacier " (1897) is a short memoir by American naturalist John Muir. I was No-o-o, I can never go-o-o down there!” His Stickeen seemed able for anything. thousands of those that had stood for centuries on the bank of the glacier dropping suddenly at times with his feet in the air, trembling and fairly try to shake off the moon. In many places I could see down mountain wall above it on our left, the spiry ice-crags on our right, and I had already crossed so broad a stretch of dangerous ice that I sliver. goest I will go.” So at last I told him to come on if he must, and gave this fluffy midget in stoic dignity. lifetime. But he never forgot Stickeen: “Doubtless Stickeen has left this world—crossed the last crevasse—and gone to another. our lower fellow mortals until made manifest by profound experiences; for it is found, and refused to come to our call. 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