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
“No matter that, when he carry you well,” replied the Indian, whose
language was a little idiomatic, notwithstanding his education.
“Perhaps not; but I should think he would be a hard trotter for most
riders.”
“Moose don’t care for that: he say, he carry you ten miles an hour, you
not the one to complain: if you no like, you no ride.”
“How did you tame him to be so manageable?”
“Caught him a little calf, four years ago; trained him young to mind
halter; then ox-work, horse-work. This year ride him. No trouble, you
let him enough to eat.”
“Where did you catch him?”
“Over the mountain. Live there. My name John Tomah. Been here to hunt
some, but not see you before. Another man live in this house last
spring.”
“Yes, I am a new-comer. But I have heard some of the settlers speak of
you, I think. You are the Indian that has been to college?”
“Yes, been there some, but in the woods more. Love to hunt, catch
beaver, sable, and such things. Come here to hunt now, soon as time.
But must have moose kept when off hunting: thought the man lived here
do that. May be you keep him, while I come back. Pay you, all right.”
“Yes, if I could; but where could I keep him? He would jump any pasture
or yard fence there is here, and then run away, would he not?”
“No. Stay, after week or two, and get wonted, same as horse or cow. I
go to work, make yard, keep him in a while, and feed him with grass or
browse. I tend him first. You keep him,--you keep me, till go hunting;
then get boy. Pay well, much as you suit.”
Gaut Gurley never acted without a strong secret motive. He had been
intently studying the young Indian during the conversation just
detailed, with a view of forming an opinion how far his subservience
could be secured; and, appearing to become satisfied on this point, and
believing the first great step for making him what was desired would be
accomplished by yielding to his request gracefully, however much family
inconvenience it might occasion, Gaut now turned cordially to him, and
said:
“Yes, Tomah, I will do it. I like your looks, and I will do it for
_you_, but wouldn’t for anybody else. We can get along with your
animal, somehow; and you shall stay, too, till our company start on our
hunt, and then you shall go with us. I will see that you have fair
play. I will be your friend; and perhaps I may want a good turn of you
some time.”
“Like that; go with you; show you how catch beaver. Do all I can.”
“Very well; and perhaps I can help you in some way. You have an affair
that you feel a peculiar interest in, with somebody on the upper lake,
and----”
“You know that?” interrupted the startled but evidently not displeased
Indian.
“Yes, I have heard something about it.”
“But how you help there?”
“O, I can contrive a way for you to make the matter work as you wish,
if you will only persevere.”
“Persevere? Ah, means keep trying. Yes, do that; but she don’t talk
right, now; perhaps, will, you help, then we be great friends, sure.”
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