Chapters 12
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1 01 - The Camper - Read by BAG 1:05
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Eliot. Night neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim, naught but the starlight lies twixt heaven in him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the firs fling down, through branches gaunt and black. Their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine-trees whispering the heron's cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead the white stars keep watch, o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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2 02 - The Camper - Read by BK 1:17
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Bruce Kachuk.
Night, neath the northern skies, Lone, black, and grim. Nought but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac, the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering, the heron's cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby, and blinking overhead. The white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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3 03 - The Camper - Read by BSD 1:04
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson Read for LibriVox.org by Brian Darby January 2016, San Jose, California Night. Neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim, not but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac, the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar, some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering, the herons cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch, o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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4 04 - The Camper - Read by DL 1:05
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson.
Night, neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim, Nought but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac The firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine-tree's whispering, the Huron's cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And, blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock-bed, his sinless sleep.
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5 05 - The Camper - Read by EL 1:09
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson.
Night neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim, naught but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine-trees whispering, the herons cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock-bed. His sinless sleep.
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6 06 - The Camper - Read by GG 1:21
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Greg Giordano. Newport Ritchie, Florida. Night neath the northern skies, Lone, black, and grim, Nought but the starlight lies, Twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, Of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the firs fling down. Through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine-trees whispering, the herons cry. The plover's passing wing. His lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep. Watch o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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7 07 - The Camper - Read by GPA 1:15
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by George Allen. Night neath the northern skies, Lone black and grim, Nought but the starlight lies Twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, Of God no prayer, He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the firs fling down, Through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, Sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering the heron's cry, The plover's passing wing his lullaby. And blinking overhead the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock bed his sinless sleep.
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8 08 - The Camper - Read by IK 1:12
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Ian King. Night neath the northern skies, lone, black and grim. Nought but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac, the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar, some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering, the heron's cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby, and blinking overhead, The white stars keep watch O'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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9 09 - The Camper - Read by JEF 1:00
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Jennifer Fournier. Night neath the northern skies, lone, black, and grim, not but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the furs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar, some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering, the herons cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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10 10 - The Camper - Read by LAH 1:09
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Leanne Howlett.
Night neath the northern skies, lone black and grim, not but the starlight lies twixt heaven and hem. Of man no need has he, of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet. The pine trees whispering, the herons cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock bed. His sinless sleep.
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11 11 - The Camper - Read by LKS 1:22
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson. Read for LibriVox.org by Griefother. Night neath the northern skies, Lone, black, and grim, Not but the starlight lies Twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, Of God no prayer. He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac, the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams in cadence sweet, the pine-trees whispering, the herons cry. The plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock bed, his sinless sleep.
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12 12 - The Camper - Read by MK 1:19
The Camper by E. Pauline Johnson Night neath the northern skies, Lone, black, and grim, Nought but the starlight lies twixt heaven and him. Of man no need has he, Of God no prayer, He and his deity are brothers there. Above his bivouac, the firs fling down through branches gaunt and black, their needles brown. Afar, some mountain streams, rock-bound and fleet, sing themselves through his dreams, in cadence sweet. The pine-trees whispering, the heron's cry, the plover's passing wing, his lullaby. And blinking overhead, the white stars keep watch o'er his hemlock-bed, his sinless sleep.