Other Sellers on Amazon
+ $3.99 shipping
+ $3.99 shipping
+ $5.02 shipping
The Journals of Lewis and Clark (Lewis & Clark Expedition) Paperback – April 30, 1997
|New from||Used from|
Preloaded Digital Audio Player, Unabridged
$2.39 extra savings coupon applied at checkout.
Sorry. You are not eligible for this coupon.
Enter your mobile number or email address below and we'll send you a link to download the free Kindle App. Then you can start reading Kindle books on your smartphone, tablet, or computer - no Kindle device required.
To get the free app, enter your mobile phone number.
Frequently bought together
Customers who viewed this item also viewed
From the Back Cover
About the Author
- Item Weight : 1.08 pounds
- Paperback : 576 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0395859964
- ISBN-13 : 978-0395859964
- Dimensions : 5.5 x 1.31 x 8.25 inches
- Publisher : Mariner Books; Revised edition (April 30, 1997)
- Language: : English
- Best Sellers Rank: #29,777 in Books (See Top 100 in Books)
- Customer Reviews:
Top reviews from the United States
There was a problem filtering reviews right now. Please try again later.
While the editor implies in the introduction that he left out mostly useless or repetitive stuff, this isn't so. For example, if you are interested in the descriptions of the daily lifeways of the American Indians, you won't find it. Although some such information is incidentally included, the wealth of careful description that Lewis made in this regard were intentionally left out, as were many of his interesting descriptions about wildlife. This book is a condensed version of the parts of the journals that were deemed more exciting. That has its merit. But the title and description suggest a completeness that is not here.
Why is this book taking me so long to read? Because I am ALSO reading what I consider the companion book - the unedited Journals - on my Kindle, which is the same story but more volume of words.
Between these two sources, I feel as though I am Right There with these people as they work their way from the central US all the way to Oregon - and then all they way back again.
This book will bring you all they way back to those days in 1803, 1804, 1805, 1806 and in that space, you will be transformed to the NOW of then.
".... below the falls at a little distance, a beautiful island, well timbered is situated in the middle of the river. In this island, on a cottonwood tree, an eagle has positioned her nest, and a more inaccessible spot I believe she could not have found, as neither man nor beast dare pass those gulfs...." (pg 182)
"....it continued to rain moderately all night. The river bottoms afford all the timber in this country, and are filled with innumerable little birds that resort thither either for shelter or to build their nests. When the sun began to shine this day, they appeared and sang most enchantingly....." (pg 167)
".....one of the most beautiful and picturesque countries ever beheld, through the wide expanse of which innumerable herds of living animals are seen, while it's lofty and open forests are the habitations of myriads of the feathered tribes that salute the ear of the passing traveler with their wild and simple yet sweet and cheerful melody....." (pg 168)
This is far, far more than simply an accounting of the expedition of the Corps. of Discovery searching for the Northwest Passage under the order of President Thomas Jefferson. It is not only a glimpse into the minds of the men who championed the Expedition, but brings to us the unspoiled view of magnificence; the wild, wide open splendor that once was the territory of The Louisiana Purchase - and farther West, unexplored as yet by any but the few French traders/trappers and the Native Americans who called it Home. But perhaps even more importantly, it is clear demonstration of what can be accomplished when people put aside their differences and concentrate on the task at hand.
Lewis writes with intense, bright feeling; Clark is more reserved and taciturn. My own natural preference, because of this, became the writings of Lewis. The reader, if possessed by any depth of imagination, feels as though standing at the shoulder of this remarkable, sensitive man as he writes and describes with awe the staggering numbers that comprised the herds of buffalo spreading across the plains; the grizzly bears that roamed unfettered on the same plains, not confined to mountains; the Gray Wolf as he followed the herds; the vast, wide open prairies of grass and sage; the Dakota villages of the Mandans, Native people, simple, open and as one with the natural world, untouched by the dire events that were about to come upon them; the Great Falls of Montana as they reach the mountain country; the chance and very fortunate meeting of the expedition with Sacajawea's brother, Cameawait as they were about to enter the peril of the mountain passage without horses or enough of anything else. The success of the Corp. could have ended there, were it not for Sacajawea and Cameawait and their family ties. You see it all as though in a time warp through the visual pens of the two Captains as they travel, taking specimens of things yet unseen back East, taking gps measurements without aid of the same quality of instruments used today, yet surprisingly accurate against the figures under higher technology.
Their company consisted of whites, a black, and Indians and points in between with the mingling of the diverse cultures seemingly undertaken successfully and matter-of-factly, while maintaining order and discipline. They undertook this dangerous journey and managed to coexist in honor to it's end, losing but one man, giving credit where credit was due to an Indian woman, and brought even her child safely back with them. I confess I have an idea of my own regarding the illness of Sacajawea ("the Indian woman is very ill") and the "absence of the menses" that Lewis treated, but since Historians shy away from it (or have never brought to bear thought about it in depth), so shall I.
Thirty miles out of Billings, Montana, lies the spot on the Yellowstone River where the Corp. camped - and where Captain Clark carved his name into the side of the bluff - "Pompey's Pillar". There is a simple yet beautiful visitors center there now. The original campsite is still there with 'old growth' Cottonwoods still standing and exhibiting immense size and as yet still vigorous. The site is haunted, hallowed ground, and is highly recommended by myself as a place to visit, because the spirits of the Corp. of Discovery still seem to reside there; the Yellowstone makes it way between two bluffs, and beneath the Old cottonwoods one can close the eyes and visualize all of them there, as they were then, where the little meadow meets the river. The bluffs are closely bound to the River as it flows serenely through them, and as a result, throws sound back and forth as in "surround sound"; the bird voices are magnified in the treetops until it is almost an out-of-body historical experience - if one thinks hard enough about it while there.
In closing, and while enough can never be said about the importance of these "men of might" and their contribution to our nation, I will mention that I feel Merriwether Lewis was maligned even as he made these vast contributions to his country; I would like to see capable historians re-open and do better research work regarding the mysterious events surrounding his death, and the 'investigation' which I find hard to believe at best, and preposterous at worst. Vardis Fisher, in his 1962 work "Suicide or Murder" comes closest in striving within the limited and often frustrating constraints of "documented facts" and "pitifully undocumented events" to get at the truth.