Though we listened with great attention, none of the crackling sounds
that some Northern travellers have declared to accompany the Aurora
Borealis could be heard; neither did any one experience any of the
disagreeable bodily sensations that are often felt during thunder-storms.
The atmosphere was unusually calm, and in two of the three instances warm
and agreeable.]




CHAPTER XI.

STRAWBERRIES--CANADIAN WILD FRUITS--WILD RASPBERRIES--THE HUNTER AND THE
LOST CHILD--CRANBERRIES-CRANBERRY MARSHES--NUTS.


One day Lady Mary's nurse brought her a small Indian basket, filled with
ripe red strawberries.

"Nurse, where did you get these nice strawberries?" said the little girl,
peeping beneath the fresh leaves with which they were covered. "I bought
them from a little Indian squaw, in the street; she had brought them from a
wooded meadow, some miles off, my lady. They are very fine; see, they are
as large as those that the gardener sent in yesterday from the
forcing-house, and these wild ones have grown without any pains having been
bestowed upon them."

"I did not think, nurse, that wild strawberries could have been so fine
as these; may I taste them?"