The Life of Philip Henry Gosse

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The Life of Philip Henry Gosse is written by Edmund Gosse and published by Theclassics.Us. It's available with International Standard Book Number or ISBN identification 123042055X (ISBN 10) and 9781230420554 (ISBN 13).

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1890 edition. Excerpt: ... regarding that important day on which he landed in the new country of his adoption, I find these words and no others: -- "July 15.--As I this day arrived at Quebec, I pro"cured some lettuce for my caterpillars, which they ate "greedily." The voyage from Harbour Grace to Quebec, a comparatively short distance on the map, proved an intolerably tedious one, from lack of wind. In the St. Lawrence the strong ebb tide continually carried them back during the night, running down with such force that it was impossible to stem it without a strong breeze up. The only resource was to cast anchor during the ebb and take advantage of the flood tide, which runs upward five hours in every twelve. They suffered from want of fresh food, and it was annoying to their appetites to pass close to little wooded islands stocked with ostentatious rabbits, and have no chance of rabbit-pie. On the nineteenth day they landed for ten minutes on Grosse Island, where the quarantine establishment was, and this was an agreeable refreshment. At length their impatience was rewarded, and they penetrated to the very heart of that land of promise from which they anticipated so much. They saw it in a golden light, and in these words, which betray his enthusiasm, Philip Gosse described his approach in a letter home: -- "On Wednesday last, as we were favoured with a fair "wind, we weighed and set sail very early, proceeding "along the fertile and well-cultivated Isle of Orleans, "which, as well as the south bank of the river, was "smiling in luxuriance and loveliness. When we had "passed the end of Orleans we opened the noble "Cataract of Montmorenci, a vast volume of foaming "waters rushing over a cliff of immense height. We "now came in sight of the city of Quebec, which being...