Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border Life — John Shaqi
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
So wrote the charming Cowper, giving us to understand, by the drift of the
context, that he intended the remark as having a moral as well as a
physical application; since, as he there intimates, in "gain-devoted
cities," whither naturally flow "the dregs and feculence of every land,"
and where "foul example in most minds begets its likeness," the vices will
ever find their favorite haunts; while the virtues, on the contrary, will
always most abound in the country. So far as regards the virtues, if we are
to take them untested, this is doubtless true. And so far, also, as regards
the mere _vices_, or actual transgressions of morality, we need, perhaps,
to have no hesitation in yielding our assent to the position of the poet.
But, if he intends to include in the category those flagrant crimes which
stand first in the gradation of human offences, we must be permitted to
dissent from that part of the view; and not only dissent, but claim that
truth will generally require the very reversal of the picture, for of such
crimes we believe it will be found, on examination, that the country ever
furnishes the greatest proportion. In cities, the frequent intercourse of
men with their fellow-men, the constant interchange of the ordinary
civilities of life, and the thousand amusements and calls on their
attention that are daily occurring, have almost necessarily a tendency to
soften or turn away the edge of malice and hatred, to divert the mind from
the dark workings of revenge, and prevent it from settling into any of
those fatal purposes which result in the wilful destruction of life, or
some other gross outrage on humanity. But in the country, where, it will be
remembered, the first blood ever spilled by the hand of a murderer cried up
to Heaven from the ground, and where the meliorating circumstances we have
named as incident to congregated life are almost wholly wanting, man is
left to brood in solitude over his real or fancied wrongs, till all the
fierce and stormy passions of his nature become aroused, and hurry him
unchecked along to the fatal outbreak. In the city, the strong and bad
passions of hate, envy, jealousy, and revenge, softened in action, as we
have said, on finding a readier vent in some of the conditions of urban
society, generally prove comparatively harmless. In the country, finding no
such softening influences, and no such vent, and left to their own
workings, they often become dangerously concentrated, and, growing more and
more intensified as their self-fed fires are permitted to burn on, at
length burst through every barrier of restraint, and set all law and reason
alike at defiance.
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