The Demon Trapper of Umbagog: A Thrilling Tale of the Maine ForestsThompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
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The Demon Trapper of Umbagog: A Thrilling Tale of the Maine Forests
Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
Frontier and pioneer life -- Fiction; Maine -- Fiction; Trappers -- Fiction
retrograde, and finally sell out to a new set of incoming settlers, who
in their turn begin with fresh vigor, and with more means generally
for prosecuting advantageously, the work which had discouraged or worn
out their predecessors. But even of this second set a large proportion
fail to succeed, and, like the former, eventually yield their places
to more enterprising and able men, who, with those of the two former
sets of settlers that had succeeded in overcoming the difficulties and
retaining their places, now join in making up the permanent settlers of
the country.
Such is generally the history of the early settlement of every new
country. Those who have endured the most hardship, encountered the
greatest difficulties, and performed the hardest labor, do not
generally reap the reward which might eventually crown their toils,
but leave that reward to be enjoyed by those to whom such hardships
and toils are comparatively unknown. This seems hard and unjust; but,
from the unequal conditions and characters of men, it is doubtless a
necessary state of things, and one which, though it may occasionally be
somewhat modified, will never, probably, as a general thing, be very
essentially altered.
The Elwoods, having now thus brought the labors of clearing to a
successful close, next proceeded to the lighter and more cleanly task
of taking the incipient step towards securing the ever-important first
crop which was to reward them, in a good part, for their arduous toils.
Accordingly, the previously engaged supply of winter wheat intended
for seed was brought home, the requisite help and ox-work enlisted,
the seed sown, and the harrows and hoes put in motion to insure its
lodgment beneath the surface of the broken soil. And, by the end of the
second day from its commencement, this task was also completed, leaving
our two persevering settlers only the work of gathering in the small
crops of grain and potatoes they had succeeded in raising on their
older grounds, to be performed before leaving home on the contemplated
trapping and hunting expedition; the appointed day for which was still
sufficiently distant to allow them abundant time to do this, and also
to make all other of the necessary arrangements and preparations for
that, to them, novel and interesting event.
But how, in the meanwhile, stood that domestic drama of love and its
entanglements, which was destined to be deeply interwoven with the
other principal incidents of this singular story? All on the surface
seemed as bright and unruffled as the halcyon waters of the sleeping
ocean before the days of storm have come to move and vex it. But how
was it within the vail of the heart and teeming mind, where the
currents and counter-currents of that subtle but powerful passion flow
and clash unseen, often gaining their full height and unmasterable
strength before any event shall occur to betray their existence to the
public. How was it there? We shall see.
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