Sinópse: Excerpt from My Rambles in the New World The thermometer, I had just informed myself, showed fifteen degrees below zero; therefore the captain’s remark, A fine temperature, seemed somewhat ironical. I had hardly been a quarter of an hour on deck, and notwithstanding the thick fur cloak in which I was enveloped, I was beginning to shiver and to have serious doubts as to the presence of my nose in the middle of my face. The eight sailors composing our crew, muffled up to their eyes in furs, like myself, were walking to and fro, heaving the ropes, which were so stiffened by the frost as to be like bars of iron. From the time we left the St. Law rence, I could not sufficiently admire these men who, day and night alike – and our days then consisted of barely four hours paced the frozen deck of the Siren, ever ready to execute the difficult and perilous orders of the captain or the first mate. I was preparing to return to the cabin of the schooner, a narrow room where a cast-iron stove at white heat kept up an incessant roar, when my host and fellow-traveller, Master Simeon (he was so called by all on board), appeared on deck. A fine temperature, cried he, in his turn, rubbing his fur gloves one against the other. Then, after having carefully examined the horizon, he came and stood by me. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.