Gitchi Gummi Dreams (Excerpts from the Song of Hiawatha by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow)
With the odors of the forest With the dew and damp of meadows, ..., With the rushing of great rivers, ..., "From the forests and the prairies, From the great lakes of the Northland, From the land of the Ojibways, From the land of the Dacotahs, ...."
Where the heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah, Feeds among the reeds and rushes. ....
"In the bird's-nests of the forest, In the lodges of the beaver, In the hoofprint of the bison, In the eyry of the eagle! ...," In the moorlands and the fen-lands, In the melancholy marshes; Chetowaik, the plover, sang them, Mahng, the loon, the wild-goose, Wawa, The blue heron, the Shuh-shuh-gah, And the grouse, the Mushkodasa!" ..., By the rushing in the Spring-time, By the alders in the Summer, By the white fog in the Autumn, By the black line in the Winter;
All a man really needs is: (1) A good shotgun; (2) A well trained hunting dog; and (3) A place to sleep. I prefer quiet interludes with my wife on the north shore; long talks over an open fire with good scotch and good friends, grouse hunts involving long walks with my dog; I detest: "road-hunting bums", hunters who "ground-swat" or "roost-shoot"; hunters who think hunting entitles them to kill anything that moves; and people who condemn all hunting as barbaric. I was a "Hawkeye" long before MASH came out, either as a movie or TV program.