From the West to the West : $b Across the plains to OregonDuniway, Abigail Scott
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From the West to the West : $b Across the plains to Oregon
Duniway, Abigail Scott
Oregon -- Fiction; Overland journeys to the Pacific -- Fiction; Women pioneers -- Fiction
Original settlers of the border-lands had little time and less
opportunity for the observation of the beautiful in art or nature. Their
lives were spent in toil, which blunted many of the finer sensibilities
of a more leisurely existence. The hardy huntsman who spent his only
hours of relaxation in chasing the wild game, and the weary mother
who scarcely ever left her wheel or loom and shuttle by the light of
day, except to bake her brain before a great open fire while preparing
food, or to nurse to sleep the future lawmakers of a coming world-round
republic, were alike too busy to ponder deeply the far-reaching
possibilities of the lives they led.
Such men of renown as Lincoln, Douglas, Baker, Grant, Logan, and Oglesby
were evolved from environments similar to these, as were also the
numerous adventurous borderers not known to fame (many of whom are yet
living) who crossed the continent with ox teams, and whose patient and
enduring wives nursed the future statesmen of a coming West in fear and
trembling, as they protected their camps from the depredations of the
wily Indian or the frenzy of the desert’s storms.
Rail-making in the middle West was long a diversion and an art. The
destruction of the hardwood timber, which if spared till to-day would be
almost priceless, could not have been prevented, even if this commercial
fact had been foreseen. The urgent need of fuel, shelter, bridges, public
buildings, and fences allowed no consideration for future values to
intervene and save the trees.
In times of a temporary lull in a season’s activities, when, for a
wonder, there were days together that the stroke of the woodman’s ax was
not heard and the music of the cross-cut saw had ceased, the settler
would take advantage of the interim to draw a bead with unerring aim upon
the eye of a squirrel in a treetop, or bring down a wild turkey from its
covert in the lower branches; or, if favored by a fall of virgin snow,
it would be his delight to track the wild deer, and drag it home as a
trophy of his marksmanship,—an earnest of the feast in which all his
neighbors were invited to partake.
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