Indians of North America -- Juvenile fiction; Pioneers -- West (U.S.) -- Juvenile fiction; Slavery -- Juvenile fiction
feet, and the tail rather less than nine inches. At first they thought
it was a young bear, which, from the long blackish brown hair which
covered it, concealing the quills, it somewhat resembled, it having also
lost a considerable number of the longer quills in its fight with the
sable. It had, however, others on the head and hind-quarters, which
were more visible than the short ones on the rest of its body. The
urson plays a not unimportant part in the destruction of the forests of
North America, as it feeds entirely on the bark of trees. This it
separates from the branches with its sharp teeth, commencing at the
highest and working its way downwards. Having destroyed one tree, it
climbs up to the top of another, and carries on the same process, always
proceeding in a straight line, and I have often, when passing through a
forest, been able to trace its progress by the line of barked trees,
which are sure ultimately to die. It is asserted by some hunters, that
a single urson will consume the bark of a hundred trees in the course of
a year. Our urson, though it became attached to Uncle Denis and would
feed out of his hand, was always an object of awe to the rest of the
animals, who seemed well aware of its power of inflicting punishment on
any of them who might offend it. Even Bruin held it in respect, and
none of them ever attempted to be on too familiar terms.
The sable took even longer to tame than the urson. We used to feed it
partly on vegetable and partly on animal diet. In winter it preferred
the latter. After it had had its meals, it had the habit of going to
sleep so soundly that it was difficult to awaken it. It was about
eighteen inches long, exclusive of its bushy tail, and much resembled
the ordinary marten in shape. The fur was of a rich brown, with white
about the neck, and on the head there was a grey tinge. It was of
unusual length for so small an animal, and its most remarkable
peculiarity was, that in whatever way the hair was pressed down, it lay
smoothly on the animal's back. It extended down the legs to the end of
the claws. So tame did it at last become, that it was allowed to roam
about at large. Shortly afterwards Kathleen and Lily lost a favourite
hen and several young chickens, and as there could be no doubt as to who
was the criminal, the sable was doomed to imprisonment for life. Its
health suffered in consequence, and in a couple of years it died, but
Uncle Denis got 10 pounds for its skin, so that it thus became far more
profitable dead than alive.
I have said little of the doings of my sister and Lily. Both were
growing into charming young girls, and certainly looked older than they
really were. They were also--which was of more importance--sensible and
good, devoted to our mother. I always looked upon Lily as a sister;
indeed our mother treated her with the same affection as she did
Kathleen.
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