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 for Claud, it would be difficult to describe his sensations on
leaving the house, or make any thing definite out of the operations
of his mind. Both heart and brain were working tumultuously, but not
in unison. The train which his imagination had been laying was on the
point of being kindled into a blaze by the reality. He knew it; he felt
it; but he knew also that it was the part of wisdom to smother the
flame while it yet might be controlled. The unexpected and startling
discovery which he had just made, that the girl who had so wrought
upon his fancy, both when seen in the picture and met in the original,
was the daughter of Gaut Gurley, raised difficulties and dangers in
the path he found himself entering, which his judgment told him could
only be avoided by his immediate desistance. For he was well aware how
deeply rooted was his mother’s aversion to this man, and how fatal had
been his influence over his father, who had but a few months before
escaped from his toils, and then only, perhaps, because there was no
more to be gained by keeping him in them any longer. A connection
with the daughter, therefore, however opposite in character from her
father, would not only greatly mar his mother’s happiness, but in all
probability lead to a renewal of the intimacy between his father and
Gurley; an event which he himself felt was to be deprecated. But the
Demon of Sophistry, who first taught self-deceiving man how to make
“the wish father to the thought,” here interposing, whispered to the
incipient lover that his father had reformed, and why not then Gaut
Gurley? This reasoning, however, could not be made to satisfy his
judgment; and again commenced the struggle between head and heart, one
pulling one way and the other in another way,--too often an unequal
struggle, too often like one of those contests between man and wife,
where reason succumbs and will comes off triumphant.
Such were the fluctuating thoughts and purposes which occupied the
agitated bosom of Claud Elwood, in his solitary walk to the place where
the boats had been left, and where the subject was now driven from
his mind, for a while, by the appearance of his companions and the
merry jokes of the hunter. They had cut up the moose meat, which they
had found in good condition, and brought all they deemed worth saving
down to the landing. And, being now ready to embark, they apportioned
the meat among the different canoes, and rowed with the now favoring
current rapidly down the river together till they reached its mouth,
when they separated, and bore their allotted portions of the moose to
their respective homes.
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