Quick Quotes 11. The following is taken from George Head’s Forest Scenes and Incidents in the Wilds of North America (1829):
It was quite dark when we came to the end of the day’s journey, and I had had nothing to eat since daylight; so that I was rather exhausted when I arrived at an old crazy house, the residence of Mr. Turner… I was particularly amused with the appearance of Mr. Turner. My host was, I believe, an American,— a tall, withered, thin man, about sixty years of age, with extremely small legs and thighs, narrow shoulders, long back, and as straight as a ramrod. Innumerable short narrow wrinkles, which crossed each other in every direction, covered his face, which was all the same colour — as brown as a nut; and he had a very small mouth, which was drawn in and pursed up at the comers. His eyes were very little, black, keen, and deep set in his head. He hardly ever spoke; and I do not think, that while I was in his house I ever saw him smile…
There was a small square hole in the centre of the door, (as there generally is in all Canada stoves,) made to open and shut with a slider as occasion requires: this he kept open for a purpose of his own; for by long practice he had acquired a knack of spitting through this little hole with such unerring certainty, by a particular sort of jerk through his front teeth, that he absolutely never missed his mark.
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