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Father Winter
It is strange that so many men, in all ages, have had such a propensity to abandon the comforts and advantages of home in the land of their birth, to seek a new home in some far away land, —perhaps a wilderness, —where they are sure, more than anything else, of sickness and privation, and whose every need must be supplied by their own hands. True, many are impelled by poverty and an over-crowded population, to seek new fields of enterprise; but multitudes living in assured comfort are restless with a desire to try their fortune in a new country, knowing, if they give the subject any thought, that their reward must be in the future, after long labor and hardships that can be appreciated only by experience.
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