The fascinating story of Archie Belaney who later called himself Grey Owl and lived his life as a Canadian Indian. Although he was born in England and raised by his aunts he came, eventually to believe himself Indian not only as a child but later as an adult adopting the customs, speaking the language and living the life until I believe he no longer saw the difference. When, after having written some soul stirring books on life in the wilderness he was invited on a book and lecture tour in the early 20th century he complied unwillingly and traveled all over England and parts of Europe and gave remarkable talks which were loved by all. As usually happens his story was found out, he had never claimed to be other than Indian, and he was ridiculed. Having always been somehwat of an alcaholic his life fell apart and he died relatively young. He appeared a lonely man even when married and never seemed to be able to come out of himself except possibly when telling stories and his feelings towards his wife and animals. He was one of the first to publicise the plight of the natural world under the tyranical gaze of modern industrial society. A fascinating man and it makes one want to experience the feeling and sense of nature he so obviously had. Too bad most of his books are now out of print. Definitely worth reading.