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
"It is even so, young man," responded the hunter, rousing himself from the
reverie into which he also seemed to have fallen at the departure of his
fair favorite; "it is even so; but, for all that, the very flower of all
the womankind, white or red, according to my ideas, that ever graced the
borders of these lakes."
"But how came she by those neatly-turned English features, and that clear,
white complexion?"
"Why, her mother, who is now dead, was an uncommon handsome woman for a
squaw, and had, as I perhaps should have qualified when I answered so about
this girl, some white blood in her veins; or rather had, as the old chief
once told me, somewhere away back among the gone-by generations, a female
ancestor, a pure white woman, who was made captive by the Indians, and
married into their tribe, and who was as handsome as a picture. But the
white blood seemed to have been pretty much lost among the descendants,
till the appearance of this nonsuch of a girl, in whom every drop of it
seemed to have again been collected."
"Some might, perhaps, draw different conclusions in the case."
"Yes, and draw them very wrongfully, too, as I have no doubt many people do
in such cases; for I have often noticed it among families, and ascertained
it as a fact, that where a person of particular looks and character once
lived, his or her like, though not coming out visibly in any of the
descendants for a long time, is sure sooner or later to appear, and so will
frequently leap out in a child four or five generations off; a complete
copy, in looks, blood, and character, of the original (as far as can be
judged from family tradition), who may have been dead an hundred years.
This is my notion; and I hold that every person is destined to be at least
once reproduced among some of his descendants. I, or the exact like of me,
will likely enough be seen in some of my blood descendants, fifty or an
hundred years hence, building dams or mills on these very falls, or even
riding in a carriage around these wild lakes, where I have spent nearly my
whole life in hunting moose, and the other wild animals known only in the
unbroken forest."
"Your theory may be true, but it does not quite account, I think, for the
evident intelligence and culture of this remarkable girl. To appear and
converse as she does, she must have seen considerable of good society out
of the forest, and, I should think, schools."
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