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, at least, Claud then found it; for, having passed to the most outward
point of rocks inclosing the eddy, he no sooner threw in and drew his
_skip bait_ round the borders of the foam-island just named, than a dozen
large trout shot up from beneath, and leaped splashing along the surface,
in keen rivalry for the prize of the bait. With a second throw, he securely
hooked one of a size which required all his strength to draw it, as he at
length did, flapping and floundering to a safe landing. And for the next
three hours he pursued the sport with a success which, notwithstanding the
great number that broke away from his hook, well made good the augury of
his beginning. By that time he had caught some dozens, of sizes varying
from one to seven pounds, and enough, and more than he needed. But still he
could not forego his exciting employment, and, insensible of the lapse of
time, continued his drafts on the seemingly inexhaustible eddy, till roused
by the long, shrill _halloo_ of the returned hunter, summoning him to the
landing above. Throwing down his pole by the side of his proud display of
fish, he hastened up to the lake, where he found the hunter complacently
employed in removing, for lightness of carriage, the head and offal of a
noble fat buck; when the two, with mutual congratulations on their success,
took up canoe, and, with a stop only long enough to take in the trout,
carried and launched their richly-freighted craft at a convenient place in
the stream below. Seeing Claud securely seated in the bottom of the canoe,
and the freight nicely balanced, the hunter took his paddle, instead of
setting-pole, the better to restrain the speed of the boat at the most
rapid and dangerous passes, and struck out into the current, adown which,
under the quick and skilful strokes of its experienced oarsman, it was
borne with almost the swiftness of a bird on the wing, till it reached the
quiet waters of the pond; and, this being soon passed over, they entered
and descended the next reach of rapids with equal speed and safety. All the
dangers and difficulties were now over; and, leisurely rowing homeward,
they were, by sunset, at the cottage of the Elwoods, displaying the fruits
of their enterprise, and recounting their singular adventures to the
surprised and gratified inmates.
CHAPTER IX
"Then came the woodman with his sturdy-team
Of broad-horned oxen, to complete the toil
Which axe and fire had left him, to redeem,
For culture's hand, the cold and root-bound soil."
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