ᎤᏅᎪᏤ ᏚᎨᏓᎵᏴ, ᏧᎵᏑᏫᏓ ᏧᏆᎶᎦ ᏕᎦᏓᎥ ᏕᏧᎬ, ᎠᎦᏗᏛ ᏲᎾ ᎤᏤᏍᏙ ᏃᎴ ᎦᎴᎩ ᎤᏛᏒ ᎪᎨ, ᎦᎵᏬᎨ ᎠᎪᏩᏘᏍᎬ ᎢᏳᏓᏅᎯᏓ, ᏃᎴ ᏧᎧᎭᏲᏒ ᏚᏅᏓᏒ, ᎤᏒᎮᎯ ᎤᎾᎷᏎ ᎠᏙᎯ ᏕᏧᎬ ᎧᏂᎩᏓ ᏧᏆᎶᎦ, ᎬᏂᎨ ᎤᏍᎪᎸ ᎪᎳ ᎢᏳᏍᏗ ᏃᏥᏳ ᎢᏣ ᎬᏂᎨ ᏚᏭᏌᎥ ᎦᎸᎳᏗᎨ ᏚᏅᏓᏒ, ᎡᎶᎯ ᎤᏓᏴᎳᏘ ᏃᎴ ᎡᏝᏪᎯ, ᏓᎳᏍᎨᏍᎬ ᎠᏛᎪᏗ ᏱᎨᏒᎾ ᏩᎾᎢ ᎦᎳᎨᏴ ᏃᏥ ᎤᏬᎰᏒ.
He climbed out of the coves where colored leaves still hung on the trees, through a region where ferns and vines had grown fountainous through the summer and were now melancholy and dying as far as the eye could see, and then along the dry ridges, and by dusk he was rising through a forest of bare trees grey as winter toward the ominous balsam forests draped black across the highest ridges, a world of shadow and hush, where every step fell muffled by the soft foot-bed of old brown needles.