Wild Western Scenes: A Narrative of Adventures in the Western Wilderness, Wherein the Exploits of Daniel Boone, the Great American Pioneer are Particularly DescribedJones, J. B. (John Beauchamp)
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Wild Western Scenes: A Narrative of Adventures in the Western Wilderness, Wherein the Exploits of Daniel Boone, the Great American Pioneer are Particularly Described
Jones, J. B. (John Beauchamp)
Boone, Daniel, 1734-1820 -- Fiction; Western stories; Wilderness areas -- Fiction
During the brisk conversation that had been kept up for a great length
of time, Glenn, unlike the rest of the company, sat at a distance and
maintained a strict silence. Occasionally, as some of the extraordinary
feats related of the person before him occurred to his memory, he
turned his eyes in the direction of the great pioneer, and at each time
observed the gaze of the woodsman fixed upon him. Nevertheless his
habitual listlessness was not disturbed, and he pursued his peculiar
train of reflections. Joe likewise treated the presence of the renowned
Indian fighter with apparent unconcern, and being alone in his glory,
dived the deeper into the saucepan.
Boone at length advanced to where Glenn was sitting, and after scanning
his pale features, and his costly though not exquisitely-fashioned
habiliments, thus addressed him:—
“Young man, may I inquire what brings thee to these wilds?”
“I am a freeman,” replied Glenn, somewhat haughtily, “and may be
influenced by that which brings other men hither.”
“Nay, young man, excuse the freedom which all expect to exercise in
this comparative wilderness; but I am very sure there is not another
emigrant on this side of the Ohio who has been actuated by the same
motives that brought thee hither. Others come to fell the forest oak,
and till the soil of the prairie, that they may prepare a heritage for
their children; but thy soft hands and slender limbs are unequal to the
task; nor dost thou seem to have felt the want of this world’s goods;
and thou bringest no family to provide for. Thou hast committed that
which banished thee from society, or found in society that which
disgusted thee—speak, which of these?” said Boone, in accents, though
not positively commanding, yet they produced a sense of reverence that
subdued the rising indignation of Glenn, and looking upon the
interrogator as the acknowledged host of the eternal wilds, and himself
as a mere guest, who might be required to produce his testimonials of
worthiness to associate with nature’s most honest of men, he replied
with calmness, though with subdued emotion—
“You are right, sir—it was the latter. I had heard that you were happy
in the solitude of the mountain-shaded valley, or on the interminable
prairies that greet the horizon in the distance, where neither the
derision of the proud, the malice of the envious, nor the deceptions of
pretended love and friendship, could disturb your peaceful meditations:
and from amid the wreck of certain hopes, which I once thought no
circumstances could destroy, I rose with a determined though saddened
heart, and solemnly vowed to seek such a wilderness, where I could pass
a certain number of my days engaging in the pursuits that might be most
congenial to my disposition. Already I imagine I experience the happy
effects of my resolution. Here the whispers of vituperating foes cannot
injure, nor the smiles of those fondly cherished deceive.”
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