Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: THE FOREST SOUGHS. A FOREST LEGEND. " In the days of old Lang Syne! " The forest soughed. . . . The forest always soughed, now with a murmur calm and prolonged, like the echo of distant ringing, and again soft and gentle, like a song without words or a dim memory of the past. It always soughed, for it was an old and mighty forest, still untouched by the saw or the axe of woodman or trader. The tall, centennial pines, with their vast trunks, stood like threatening warriors, and their green tops formed a massive wall. Everything below was still; the air was filled with an odor of resin. Ferns of vivid hues pushed their way through the carpet of pine-needles with which the ground was strewn, expanding luxuriantly and resting thereon, like a soft fringe, without stirring a leaf. In the damp corners the greengrass shot up its tall and slender stems, and the white clover, heavy with bloom, drooped its languid head; while over all soughed the forest, with long-drawn, indistinguishable sighs. Now the sighs were growing deeper and louder; and as I rode along the forest path, although I could not see the sky, I judged by the moaning of the trees that heavy clouds were slowly rising above it. It was late in. the afternoon. Here and there a sunbeam, made its way, but in the dense woods the twilight was spreading rapidly. Evidently a storm was brewing. All plans for hunting must be given up for to-day. The storm might overtake me before I could find shelter for the night. My horse snorted and pricked up his ears, when, striking his hoofs against the naked roots, he heard the sharp sound of the forest echo, and he quickened his pace as he drew near a familiar hut. A dog barked, and whitewashed walls glimmered through the trees. A bluish ribbon of smoke curled above the over...