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
“Now, I will finish with you, sir,” resumed Gaut’s lawyer turning
again sternly to Elwood, from whom he--like many other over-acting
attorneys, who cannot see where they should stop in examinations of
this kind--seemed to think he could draw something more that would
make for his client. “When that fellow interrupted me just now, I was
asking what reason, besides some grudge or malice, you had for your
unwarrantable course in pronouncing the respondent guilty, without
proof; for, allowing the furs you swear to _were_ once yours, you don’t
show, by a single particle of proof, that he had any thing to do with
it more than yourselves, who were quite as likely to have taken them
as he. Yes, what reasons,--facts, facts, I mean; no more guess-work
here; so speak out, sir, like an honest man, if you can.”
“I will, then,” promptly responded Elwood. “You shall have facts, to
your heart’s content; I said what I did because I am convinced he _is_
guilty.”
“Convinced!” sneeringly interrupted the other; “there it is again;
thrusting in sheer conjectures for evidence! I must call on the court
to interpose with the stubborn and wilful fellow. Didn’t I tell you,
sir, I’d have no more of your guess-work? Facts, sir, facts, or
nothing.”
“Well, you shall have them, then,” replied the other, in a determined
tone, “for I know enough facts to convince me, at least, of his guilt.
Both before and after we started on our expedition, he threw out hints
to me which I did not then quite understand, but which, since this
affair, I have recalled, and now know what they meant. He hinted, if I
would fall into his plan and keep council, we might----”
“Might what?” sharply demanded the excited and alarmed attorney. “Do
you know you are under oath, sir? Might what, I say?”
“Might get all the furs into our hands, and----”
“Traitor! liar! scoundrel!” exclaimed Gaut Gurley, in a tone that
sounded like the hiss of a serpent, as he bent forward and glared upon
Elwood, with an expression so absolutely fiendish as to make every one
in the room pause and shudder, and as to be remembered and recounted,
months afterwards, in connection with events which seemed destined to
spring from this worse than fruitless trial.
“You was going to say,” said the attorney for the prosecution, here
eagerly pricking up and turning to the interrupted and now evidently
discomposed witness,--“you was going to say, he proposed that he and
you should take all the furs to yourselves, and so rob the rest of the
company!”
“I can’t tell the words; but I think he meant that,” replied Elwood, in
more subdued tones.
“O ho,” exclaimed Gaut’s lawyer; “you _now_ think, that is, you guess,
he meant something that you didn’t dream of his meaning at the time he
uttered it. Pretty evidence this; make the most of it!”
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