I first laid eyes on Lake Superior and the big country around it more than a decade ago. I drowned myself in its pleasures: fishing for trout, hunting for mushrooms, picking berries in its pine-scented air. On my frequent returns to the lake country, I have been heartened to find that it remains as I […] Read more

I first laid eyes on Lake Superior and the big country around it more than a decade ago. I drowned myself in its pleasures: fishing for trout, hunting for mushrooms, picking berries in its pine-scented air. On my frequent returns to the lake country, I have been heartened to find that it remains as I […] Read more

“I got to have you, Lenny. I ain’t going to let no other man get a hold of you. I aim to be the only man in your life for the rest of your days. I mean that. So either marry me tonight or you won’t marry anybody in your lifetime. I’ll make sure of […] Read more

Since man is a moment in astronomic time, a transient guest of the earth, a spore of his species, a scion on his race, a composite of body, character, and mind, a member of a family and a community, a believer or doubter of faith, a unit of an economy, perhaps a citizen in a […] Read more

From Letters to God, by M. Berger and E B White Now and then a child, seeing how close to heaven the tall buildings ascend writes a letter to God and posts it “care of the Woolworth building” or “care of the Empire State Building.” Sometimes the letter gets as far as the building manager’s […] Read more

It might be argued that the Little Bighorn battlefield became an archaeological site the moment the battle ended, or perhaps when the burial parties left the field, leaving nature to take its course on the debris of war left behind from the fight. However, it seems unlikely that anyone in June 1876 or the remainder […] Read more

As young readers like to know `how people look’, we will take this moment to give them a little sketch of the four sisters, who sat knitting away in the twilight, while the December snow fell quietly without, and the fire crackled cheerfully within. It was a comfortable room,though the carpet was faded and the […] Read more

The bullet chewed into the meat of Jonah Walker’s dust gray horse long before he heard the shot. Jonah kicked free of the stirrups as the horse dropped. He tried his hardest to land on his feet, but didn’t quite manage the trick. He hit the ground like a sack full of busted bricks, smack […] Read more

“It’s called a sporran,” Erik said. “Huh?” Lydia pried her eyes away from his waist, horrified to discover that she’d been staring at the man’s crotch again. Almost defensively, she said, “I wasn’t wondering what you wore under your kilt.” “Ah, well that would be nothing at all, lassie,” Erik said, again winking at her, […] Read more