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
“She has, both. Her father, one fall, when she was a girl of ten or
eleven, took her along with him to a city on the coast, where he went
to sell his furs and nice basket-work, and where she, some how, excited
the lively interest of a good family, and particularly of a wealthy
gentleman then living in the family. Well, the short of the matter is,
that they persuaded the chief to leave her through the winter; and,
she becoming a favorite with them all, they instructed her, sent her
to school, and dressed her as they would an own daughter, and would
only part with her in the spring on condition of her returning in the
fall. And so it has gone on till now, she living with them winters, and
here with her father summers; for, though they would like to take her
entirely out of the woods, she would not desert her father, who loves
her as his life, and calls her the light of his lodge,--no, not for all
the gold in the cities.”
“You must then be well acquainted with this Indian family, and can give
me their history.”
“As far as is proper for me to tell, as well as anybody, perhaps. When
I was a young man, I at times used to live with the chief, who always
made me welcome to his lodge, and gave me his confidence. He was then
but little past his prime, and one of the smartest men, every way,
I ever knew. He was then worth property, and lived with his first
wife, this girl’s mother, who, as I told you, was very good-looking
and intelligent. But his second wife was as homely as his first was
handsome. As to Wenongonet himself, who has now got to be, though
still active, an old man, he claims to have been a direct descendant
of Paugus,--a grandson, I believe, of that noted chief,--who was
slain in Lovewell’s bloody fight, and whose tribe, once known as the
Sokokis or Saco Indians, who were great fighters, it is said, were then
forever broken up, the most of them fleeing over the British highlands
and joining the St. Francis Indians in Canada. The family of Paugus,
however, with a few of the head men, who survived the battle, concluded
to remain this side of the mountain, and try to keep up a show of the
tribe on these lakes, where they lived till Paugus’ son, who on the
death of his father became their sagamore or chief, died, when they
gradually drew off into Canada, leaving Wenongonet, the last chief’s
son, the only permanent Indian resident, after a while, on these lakes.
But come, young man, enough of Indian matters for to-day: we must now
be stirring, or our day’s work may come short. Help me to take my canoe
up here into the lake; and, within four hours, the time to which I
will limit my absence, we will see what can be done by each, in our
different undertakings.”
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