2019, ISBN: 2940013988149

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and whi… Altro …

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and white version.- A hyper-linked Table of Contents- Includes special Footnote detailsAn Account Of The African Wanderings Of An American Hunter-NaturalistThese are the hunting adventures from President Roosevelt's year-long African safari of 1909 - 1910. In March, 1909, he sailed from New York, in charge of the scientific expedition sent out by the Smithsonian, to collect birds, mammals, reptiles, and plants, but especially specimens of big game, for the National Museum at Washington.During the course of the safari, Roosevelt sent dispatches of his hunts to be published for the readers of Scribner's Magazine.Roosevelt’s conclusion is that “these things can be told. But there are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness, that can reveal its mystery... and its charm.”In his own words, here is the introduction to his great adventure:I SPEAK of Africa and golden joys; the joy of wandering through lonely lands; the joy of hunting the mighty and terrible lords of the wilderness, the cunning, the wary, and the grim.”“In these greatest of the world's great hunting-grounds there are mountain peaks whose snows are dazzling under the equatorial sun; swamps where the slime oozes and bubbles and festers in the steaming heat; lakes like seas; skies that burn above deserts where the iron desolation is shrouded from view by the wavering mockery of the mirage; vast grassy plains where palms and thorn-trees fringe the dwindling streams; mighty rivers rushing out of the heart of the continent through the sadness of endless marshes; forests of gorgeous beauty, where death broods in the dark and silent depths.”“On the land and in the water there are dread brutes that feed on the flesh of man; and among the lower things, that crawl, and fly, and sting, and bite, he finds swarming foes far more evil and deadly than any beast or reptile.”“The land teems with beasts of the chase, infinite in number and incredible in variety. It holds the mightiest creatures that tread the earth or swim in its rivers. There are creatures which are the embodiments of grace; and others whose huge ungainliness is like that of a shape in a nightmare. The plains are alive with droves of strange and beautiful animals whose like is not known elsewhere; and with others even stranger that show both in form and temper something of the fantastic and the grotesque. It is a never-ending pleasure to gaze at the great herds of buck as they move to and fro in their myriads; as they stand for their noontide rest in the quivering heat haze; as the long files come down to drink at the watering-places; as they feed and fight and rest and make love.”“The hunter who wanders through these lands sees sights which ever afterward remain fixed in his mind. He sees the monstrous river-horse snorting and plunging beside the boat; the giraffe looking over the tree tops at the nearing horseman; the ostrich fleeing at a speed that none may rival; the snarling leopard and coiled python, with their lethal beauty; the zebras, barking in the moonlight. In after years there shall come to him memories of the lion's charge; of the gray bulk of the elephant; of the buffalo, his sullen eyes lowering from under his helmet of horn; of the rhinoceros, standing in the bright sunlight on the empty plain.”“There is delight in the hardy life of the open, in long rides rifle in hand, in the thrill of the fight with dangerous game. Apart from this, yet mingled with it, is the strong attraction of the silent places, of the large tropic moons, and the splendor of the new stars; where the wanderer sees the awful glory of sunrise and sunset in the wide waste spaces of the earth, unworn of man, and changed only by the slow change of the ages through time everlasting.”-- Theodore Roosevelt Digital Content>E-books>Memoir>ZZZHistorical Biog,Memoir>Hist Biog,Memoir, Heart and Mind Publishing Digital >16<

2019, ISBN: 2940013988149

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and whi… Altro …

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and white version.- A hyper-linked Table of Contents- Includes special Footnote detailsAn Account Of The African Wanderings Of An American Hunter-NaturalistThese are the hunting adventures from President Roosevelt's year-long African safari of 1909 - 1910. In March, 1909, he sailed from New York, in charge of the scientific expedition sent out by the Smithsonian, to collect birds, mammals, reptiles, and plants, but especially specimens of big game, for the National Museum at Washington.During the course of the safari, Roosevelt sent dispatches of his hunts to be published for the readers of Scribner's Magazine.Roosevelt’s conclusion is that “these things can be told. But there are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness, that can reveal its mystery... and its charm.”In his own words, here is the introduction to his great adventure:I SPEAK of Africa and golden joys; the joy of wandering through lonely lands; the joy of hunting the mighty and terrible lords of the wilderness, the cunning, the wary, and the grim.”“In these greatest of the world's great hunting-grounds there are mountain peaks whose snows are dazzling under the equatorial sun; swamps where the slime oozes and bubbles and festers in the steaming heat; lakes like seas; skies that burn above deserts where the iron desolation is shrouded from view by the wavering mockery of the mirage; vast grassy plains where palms and thorn-trees fringe the dwindling streams; mighty rivers rushing out of the heart of the continent through the sadness of endless marshes; forests of gorgeous beauty, where death broods in the dark and silent depths.”“On the land and in the water there are dread brutes that feed on the flesh of man; and among the lower things, that crawl, and fly, and sting, and bite, he finds swarming foes far more evil and deadly than any beast or reptile.”“The land teems with beasts of the chase, infinite in number and incredible in variety. It holds the mightiest creatures that tread the earth or swim in its rivers. There are creatures which are the embodiments of grace; and others whose huge ungainliness is like that of a shape in a nightmare. The plains are alive with droves of strange and beautiful animals whose like is not known elsewhere; and with others even stranger that show both in form and temper something of the fantastic and the grotesque. It is a never-ending pleasure to gaze at the great herds of buck as they move to and fro in their myriads; as they stand for their noontide rest in the quivering heat haze; as the long files come down to drink at the watering-places; as they feed and fight and rest and make love.”“The hunter who wanders through these lands sees sights which ever afterward remain fixed in his mind. He sees the monstrous river-horse snorting and plunging beside the boat; the giraffe looking over the tree tops at the nearing horseman; the ostrich fleeing at a speed that none may rival; the snarling leopard and coiled python, with their lethal beauty; the zebras, barking in the moonlight. In after years there shall come to him memories of the lion's charge; of the gray bulk of the elephant; of the buffalo, his sullen eyes lowering from under his helmet of horn; of the rhinoceros, standing in the bright sunlight on the empty plain.”“There is delight in the hardy life of the open, in long rides rifle in hand, in the thrill of the fight with dangerous game. Apart from this, yet mingled with it, is the strong attraction of the silent places, of the large tropic moons, and the splendor of the new stars; where the wanderer sees the awful glory of sunrise and sunset in the wide waste spaces of the earth, unworn of man, and changed only by the slow change of the ages through time everlasting.”-- Theodore Roosevelt Digital Content>E-books>Biography>Historical Biog,Memoir>Hist Biog,Memoir, Heart and Mind Publishing Digital >16<

2019, ISBN: 2940013988149

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and whi… Altro …

- Quality Digital Text- Contains more than 200 Illustrations including photographs by Kermit Roosevelt and drawings by P R Goodwin- Color images that are not in the original black and white version.- A hyper-linked Table of Contents- Includes special Footnote detailsAn Account Of The African Wanderings Of An American Hunter-NaturalistThese are the hunting adventures from President Roosevelt's year-long African safari of 1909 - 1910. In March, 1909, he sailed from New York, in charge of the scientific expedition sent out by the Smithsonian, to collect birds, mammals, reptiles, and plants, but especially specimens of big game, for the National Museum at Washington.During the course of the safari, Roosevelt sent dispatches of his hunts to be published for the readers of Scribner's Magazine.Roosevelt’s conclusion is that “these things can be told. But there are no words that can tell the hidden spirit of the wilderness, that can reveal its mystery... and its charm.”In his own words, here is the introduction to his great adventure:I SPEAK of Africa and golden joys; the joy of wandering through lonely lands; the joy of hunting the mighty and terrible lords of the wilderness, the cunning, the wary, and the grim.”“In these greatest of the world's great hunting-grounds there are mountain peaks whose snows are dazzling under the equatorial sun; swamps where the slime oozes and bubbles and festers in the steaming heat; lakes like seas; skies that burn above deserts where the iron desolation is shrouded from view by the wavering mockery of the mirage; vast grassy plains where palms and thorn-trees fringe the dwindling streams; mighty rivers rushing out of the heart of the continent through the sadness of endless marshes; forests of gorgeous beauty, where death broods in the dark and silent depths.”“On the land and in the water there are dread brutes that feed on the flesh of man; and among the lower things, that crawl, and fly, and sting, and bite, he finds swarming foes far more evil and deadly than any beast or reptile.”“The land teems with beasts of the chase, infinite in number and incredible in variety. It holds the mightiest creatures that tread the earth or swim in its rivers. There are creatures which are the embodiments of grace; and others whose huge ungainliness is like that of a shape in a nightmare. The plains are alive with droves of strange and beautiful animals whose like is not known elsewhere; and with others even stranger that show both in form and temper something of the fantastic and the grotesque. It is a never-ending pleasure to gaze at the great herds of buck as they move to and fro in their myriads; as they stand for their noontide rest in the quivering heat haze; as the long files come down to drink at the watering-places; as they feed and fight and rest and make love.”“The hunter who wanders through these lands sees sights which ever afterward remain fixed in his mind. He sees the monstrous river-horse snorting and plunging beside the boat; the giraffe looking over the tree tops at the nearing horseman; the ostrich fleeing at a speed that none may rival; the snarling leopard and coiled python, with their lethal beauty; the zebras, barking in the moonlight. In after years there shall come to him memories of the lion's charge; of the gray bulk of the elephant; of the buffalo, his sullen eyes lowering from under his helmet of horn; of the rhinoceros, standing in the bright sunlight on the empty plain.”“There is delight in the hardy life of the open, in long rides rifle in hand, in the thrill of the fight with dangerous game. Apart from this, yet mingled with it, is the strong attraction of the silent places, of the large tropic moons, and the splendor of the new stars; where the wanderer sees the awful glory of sunrise and sunset in the wide waste spaces of the earth, unworn of man, and changed only by the slow change of the ages through time everlasting.”-- Theodore Roosevelt Digital Content>E-books>Memoir>Historical Biog,Memoir>Hist Biog,Memoir, Heart and Mind Publishing Digital >16<

ISBN: 2940013988149

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