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
As soon as they had dispatched their breakfast, the band about to
depart loaded their canoes with traps, guns, camp-kettles, and the
provisions needed for immediate use; and, wishing Gaut Gurley a happy
and successful time at his solitary station, pushed merrily away into
the broad lake, turned their course northward, and sped on their
voyage. A few miles’ rowing brought them to the great inlet, which,
like the principal inlets to the lakes below, was another reach of the
Androscoggin, flowing directly from the east through a channel, still
nearly a hundred yards in width and nearly three miles in length,
from its entrance into one lake to the point where it debouches from
the other. After a row of an hour up this channel, made interesting
and impressive by the magnificent colonnades of princely pines, that,
as far as the eye could reach, stood towering away in lessening
perspective along its banks, they suddenly emerged into the bright and
far-stretching waters of the unmapped Oquossak, which lay nestling
and inflected among the dark green cliffs of the boldly intersecting
mountains, like some rough, unshapen gem, gleaming out from the rubbish
of a mine. And laying their course northeasterly, for the distant bay
receiving the waters of the confluent streams before described, they
now pulled away through the lake, in as direct a line as its irregular
form would permit. And now, skirting long reaches of its deeply-wooded
shores, from which the old forest, never broken by the axe, and rarely
ever trod by the foot of the white man, was seen, stretching away
back, lift after lift, in pristine grandeur, to the tall summits of
the amphitheatric mountains,--now shooting athwart, under some dark
headland that stood out boldly disputing the empire with the water,
and now threading their way among the clustering green islands that
studded the bright and beautiful expanse,--they rowed steadily onward
for hours, and at length were gladdened by the sight of the dim but
well-remembered outlines of the pointed bay, whose farthest shore
was to be the home and haven for most of their number, during their
present sojourn in this wild and remote fastness of the wilderness.
To row in, disembark their luggage, select sites for camps, to build
those camps, so far as to make them serve for shelters for the night,
and to prepare and eat their suppers, occupied the company, who had
all decided to remain there that night through the remainder of the
day till bed-time. The next morning, after an early breakfast, Codman
and Tomah took leave of their companions, and proceeded on further up
the lake to their allotted station; leaving the two Elwoods, and their
respective hunting companions, to complete their camps, which were
situated in near vicinity, get all in readiness, and the next day enter
in earnest on the main business of the campaign.
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