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
They then collected along on the top of the dam, and seemed to
hold a sort of consultation, after which they scattered for the banks
of the stream, but soon returned, walking on their hind legs, and
each bringing a load of mud or stones, held between his fore paws and
throat. These loads were successively deposited, as they came up, among
the stems and interlacing branches of the trees and bushes they had
just laid down, giving each deposited pile, as they turned to go back,
a smart blow with the flat of their broad thick tails, producing the
same sound as the one I have mentioned as the signal-raps for calling
them out to work, only far less loud and sharp, since the former raps
were struck on water, and the latter on mud or rubbish. Thus they
continued to work,--and work, too, with a will, if any creatures ever
did,--till I had seen nearly the whole of the last layers plastered
over.
“Thinking now I had seen all that would be new and useful to me, I
noiselessly crept away and returned to camp, to lay awake half the
night, in my excitement, and to dream, the other half, about this
magnificent society of beavers, whose numbers I could not make less
than three dozen. I did not go to steal another view of the place for
nearly a week, and then went in the daytime, there now being no moon,
till late,--when, to my surprise, I found the dam finished, and the
river flowed into a pond of several acres, while on each side, ranged
along, one after another, stood three family dwellings in different
states of progress; some of them only rising to the surface of the
water, showing the nature of the structure, which, you know, is built
up with short, small logs, and mud, in a squarish form, of about the
size of a large chimney; while others, having been built up a foot or
two above the water, and the windows fashioned, had been arched over
with mud and sticks, and were already nearly finished.
“Knowing that the establishment was now so nearly completed that the
beavers would not relinquish it without being disturbed by the presence
of a human foe,--which they will sometimes detect, I think, at nearly
a quarter of a mile distance,--I concluded to keep entirely away from
them till the time of my contemplated onslaught, which I finally
decided to begin on one of the first days of the coming November.
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