Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border LifeThompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
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Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border Life
Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Maine -- Fiction; Trappers -- Fiction
They then collected along on the top of the dam, and seemed to hold a sort
of consultation, after which they scattered for the banks of the stream,
but soon returned, walking on their hind legs, and each bringing a load of
mud or stones, held between his fore paws and throat. These loads were
successively deposited, as they came up, among the stems and interlacing
branches of the trees and bushes they had just laid down, giving each
deposited pile, as they turned to go back, a smart blow with the flat of
their broad thick tails, producing the same sound as the one I have
mentioned as the signal-raps for calling them out to work, only far less
loud and sharp, since the former raps were struck on water, and the latter
on mud or rubbish. Thus they continued to work,--and work, too, with a
will, if any creatures ever did,--till I had seen nearly the whole of the
last layers plastered over.
"Thinking now I had seen all that would be new and useful to me, I
noiselessly crept away and returned to camp, to lay awake half the night,
in my excitement, and to dream, the other half, about this magnificent
society of beavers, whose numbers I could not make less than three dozen.
I did not go to steal another view of the place for nearly a week, and then
went in the daytime, there now being no moon, till late,--when, to my
surprise, I found the dam finished, and the river flowed into a pond of
several acres, while on each side, ranged along, one after another, stood
three family dwellings in different states of progress; some of them only
rising to the surface of the water, showing the nature of the structure,
which, you know, is built up with short, small logs, and mud, in a squarish
form, of about the size of a large chimney; while others, having been built
up a foot or two above the water, and the windows fashioned, had been
arched over with mud and sticks, and were already nearly finished.
"Knowing that the establishment was now so nearly completed that the
beavers would not relinquish it without being disturbed by the presence of
a human foe,--which they will sometimes detect, I think, at nearly a
quarter of a mile distance,--I concluded to keep entirely away from them
till the time of my contemplated onslaught, which I finally decided to
begin on one of the first days of the coming November.
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