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
This, to her, was an important discovery; for it told her--after she had
carefully examined the place, and found that no one had been to the boats
since they were concealed, which she thought must have been done several
weeks before--it told her, at once, that the trappers had gone to some
distant locality among the streams and mountains, to the west or north,
from which they had not yet returned to the lake; but doubtless would so
return before proceeding homeward, provided the Elwoods had not both been
slain or disabled by their suspected companion. The discovery,
notwithstanding the light it had thrown on the first movements of the
trappers, and much as it narrowed the range of her search for them, but
little relieved her harrowing apprehensions; and she resolved to proceed up
the lake with her observations, which might now as well be confined to this
side of it, and the larger streams which should here be found entering it,
and down some of which the company, if they came at all, would probably now
soon come, on their way to the canoes. And, accordingly, she again set
forth on her solitary journey. But, being conscious that the trappers might
now at any time suddenly make their appearance, she proceeded more
cautiously, keeping as far as possible out of the views that might be taken
from distant points of the lake, and from time to time turning a watchful
eye and ear on the shores around and before her. Thus, slowly and timidly
advancing, she at length reached and rounded the second headland in her
course, where another and still more interesting discovery was in store for
her. As she came out from the overhanging trees beneath which she had shot
along the point, she unexpectedly gained a clear view of the extreme end of
the lake, with what appeared to be the mouth of a considerable stream, and
suddenly backed her oar, to pause and reconnoitre; when she soon noticed
one spot, near the supposed inlet, which wore a different hue from the
rest, and which, a closer inspection told her, must be imparted by the
lingering of undissipated smoke, from a fire kindled there as late, at
least, as that morning. Her heart beat violently at the discovery; for she
felt assured that the trappers had reached the lake, had encamped there the
night before, and could not now be many miles distant. Fearing she should
be seen, if she remained longer on the water, she at once resolved to
conceal her canoe in some place near by, and proceed by land through the
woods to the spot of the supposed encampment, or near enough to ascertain
how far her conjectures were true, and how far her new-lit hopes were to be
realized. All this--after many a misgiving and many an alarm, from the
sudden movements of the smaller animals of the forest, started out from
their coverts by her stealthy advance--had been by her, at length,
successfully accomplished; the camp detected from a neighboring thicket;
cautiously approached, finally entered, and the joyful discovery made that
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