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
About the middle of the afternoon, on the day next succeeding the eventful
one which was marked by the occurrences narrated in the last chapter, a
cavalcade of about a dozen men on horseback, followed by a single wagon,
containing some fire-arms, two or three pairs of iron handcuffs, and a few
other articles of luggage, came clattering down the road from the west,
towards the tavern with which the reader has already been made familiar.
The men, who had been dispatched for the shire-town of the county, had
ridden hard all night, reached the place at daylight, drummed up the
officers of justice, got them started at an early hour, and urged them on
with such speed that, within twenty hours, they had arrived at the scene of
action. After the halt of an hour at the tavern, for rest and refreshment,
and a brief consultation with the settlers, the sheriff, and his posse, now
swelled by volunteers from the settlement, set forth, under the guidance of
Phillips, for the residence of the supposed criminal, calculating to reach
there about dusk,--the hour they deemed most favorable for making the
arrest. After proceeding in silence about two-thirds of the way to their
destination, they halted, to make their final preparations and arrangements
for the onset; when, knowing the great strength and desperate character of
the man with whom they would have to deal, they first carefully prepared
their fire-arms, and then detailed a half-dozen of their number, most
conversant with the locality, to go forward, spread themselves around the
borders of Gaut's clearing, and cautiously advance to the house, so as to
head off any attempt he might make to escape, when the main body made their
appearance. All the time spent in these precautions, however, as well as
this whole jaunt thus far up the river, was destined to be mostly lost;
for, as the company were again beginning to move forward, they were met by
the scouts, dispatched the night before, hurrying back, most of them in a
disabled condition, and with the report that Gaut had escaped about an hour
before. They had lain in their coverts all day, and in the fore part of it
nothing had been seen to excite their suspicions; but, towards night, they
noticed him cleaning his rifle and pistols, as near as they could judge,
and then, soon after, bringing out a pack and placing it by the side of his
rifle at the door; and scarcely had they time to concentrate before he came
out, shouldered his pack, took his arms, and proceeded towards a canoe
moored on the bank of the river. They then instantly resolved to intercept
him; and, running for the spot, came up to him just as he had laid his
rifle in the boat; when he turned upon them with the suddenness and fury of
a pursued tiger; seized the foremost, who had laid his hands on the canoe,
and, with giant strength, threw him headlong into the river; hurled the
second with stunning effect on the ground; knocked down a third with his
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