Francis Parkman Quotes
Fort Leavenworth is in fact no fort, being without defensive works, except two block-houses.
Not a breath of air stirred over the free and open prairie; the clouds were like light piles of cotton; and where the blue sky was visible, it wore a hazy and languid aspect.
Versailles was a gulf into which the labor of France poured its earnings; and it was never full.
It was a rich and gorgeous sunset - an American sunset; and the ruddy glow of the sky was reflected from some extensive pools of water among the shadowy copses in the meadow below.
Spanish civilization crushed the Indian. English civilization scorned and neglected him. French civilization embraced and cherished him.
Four men are missing; R., Sorel and two emigrants. They set out this morning after buffalo, and have not yet made their appearance; whether killed or lost, we cannot tell.
America was still a land of wonder. The ancient spell still hung unbroken over the wild, vast world of mystery beyond the sea,-a land of romance, adventure, and gold.
We were in all four men with eight animals; for besides the spare horses led by Shaw and myself, an additional mule was driven along with us as a reserve in case of accident.
America, when it became known to Europeans, was, as it had long been, a scene of wide-spread revolution.
Humanity, morality, decency, might be forgotten, but codfish must still be had for the use of the faithful in Lent and on fast days.
The most momentous and far-reaching question ever brought to issue on this continent was: Shall France remain here, or shall she not?
Early on the next morning we reached Kansas, about five hundred miles from the mouth of the Missouri.
Many of the Iroquois and Huron houses were of similar construction, the partitions being at the sides only, leaving a wide passage down the middle of the house.
In the middle of the sixteenth century, Spain was the incubus of Europe. Gloomy and portentous, she chilled the world with her baneful shadow.
France built its best colony on a principle of exclusion, and failed; England reversed the system, and succeeded.
We were now arrived at the close of our solitary journeyings along the St. Joseph's trail.
The reader need not be told that John Bull never leaves home without encumbering himself with the greatest possible load of luggage. Our companions were no exception to the rule.
Faithfulness to the truth of history involves far more than research, however patient and scrupulous, into special facts. The narrator must seek to imbue himself with the life and spirit of the time.
