The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal HeartAimard, Gustave
General
The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal Heart
Aimard, Gustave
Arkansas -- Fiction; Frontier and pioneer life -- West (U.S.) -- Fiction; Trappers -- Fiction; Western stories
In fact, there does not exist in the world a more dangerous, more
painful, or less profitable trade than that of a trapper. These poor
people are often, whether by Indians or hunters, robbed of their
hard-earned gains, scalped, and massacred, and no one troubles himself
to learn what has become of them.
"Take your place, señorita; and you also, gentlemen," said Black Elk,
politely. "However poor my hut may be, it is large enough to contain you
all."
The travellers cheerfully accepted his invitation; they alighted from
their horses, and were soon stretched comfortably upon beds of dry
leaves, covered with the skins of bears, elks, and buffaloes.
The repast--truly a hunter's repast--was washed down with some cups
of excellent mezcal which the general always carried with him in his
expeditions, and which the trappers appreciated as it deserved.
Whilst Doña Luz, the guide, and the lanceros, took a siesta of a few
minutes, till the heat of the sun's rays should be a little abated, the
general, begging Black Elk to follow him, went out of the hut.
As soon as they were at a sufficient distance, the general seated
himself at the foot of an ebony tree, motioning for his companion to
follow his example which he immediately did.
After a moment's silence, the general said,--
"Allow me, my friend, in the first place, to thank you for your frank
hospitality. That duty performed, I wish to put a few questions to you."
"Caballero!" the trapper replied, evasively, "you know what the redskins
say: between every word smoke your calumet, in order to weigh your words
well."
"You speak like a sensible man; but be satisfied that I have no
intention of putting questions to you that concern your profession, or
any object that can affect you personally."
"If I am able to answer you, caballero, be assured I will not hesitate
to satisfy you."
"Thank you, friend, I expected no less from you. How long have you been
an inhabitant of the prairies?"
"Ten years, already, sir; and God grant I may remain here as many more."
"This sort of life pleases you then?"
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