Shielded, what sorts of life are stirring yet: Legs lagged like drains, slippers soft as fungus,... The gas and grate, the old cold sour grey bed.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Usually the scenery about them is drear and savage enough; and the logger's camp is as completely in the woods as a fungus at the ...foot of a pine in a swamp; no outlook but to the sky overhead; no more clearing than is made by cutting down the trees of which it is built, and those which are necessary for fuel.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »