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There were plenty of men to teach in colleges; there were few who could help the Indians as John could. And he agreed to direct Injun and Whitey's studies until the time came for them to go away to school, which would not be long. So, with Henry Dorgan safely in jail awaiting trial, and a vacation in prospect, pending John Big Moose's return, something must be done.
Being of a mean and jealous nature, the widow begrudged every kindness that the hunter showed to his wife the skins he brought for her clothing, the moose's lip or other dainty that he saved for her; and one day, in a pretence of fine good-nature, the old woman offered to give the younger a swing in a vine pendent from a tree that overhung the lake.
But he looked down at her as she knelt at her father's knee, her eyes upturned to his, and the tide of his fear retreated; for he saw in them the same look she had given him when she leaned her cheek against the moose's neck that afternoon. When the clock struck twelve upon a moment's pleasant silence, John Malbrouck said to Gregory Thorne: "Yes, you have won your Christmas hazard, my boy."
This donation would also meet with great satisfaction, as beavers are capital eating, and their great broad tails, together with the moose's nose and the bear's paws, constitute the principal delicacies of the country.
"Not only ain't there never been seen a moose in the State of Massachusetts, and not only are a moose's horns set too wide to catch a little squinch of a man like Jed, but what do you think? there ain't no Kennettown in Massachusetts! No, nor in any other State. No, nor never was.
Tahmunt thought that the whites called it Moosehead Lake, because Mount Kineo, which commands it, is shaped like a moose's head, and that Moose River was so called "because the mountain points right across the lake to its mouth." John Josselyn, writing about 1673, says, "Twelve miles from Casco Bay, and passable for men and horses, is a lake, called by the Indians Sebug.
Newtonville, where I'm staying in Massachusetts, used to be called Kennettown, and Jedediah did take the money there yes, that exact sum we've laughed at all these years. They call him the honestest man in the world over there. They've got the stick of birch-wood, with the bloodstains on it, and the moose's skull, with the horn sawed off, and there are lots of old people who remember all about it.
Dol thought it came from a feathered creature; his more experienced companion guessed that the guide's lips gave it as a signal that he was coming, but that he didn't want to draw the moose's attention in his direction just yet. Such a quarter of an hour followed! With the fresh spurt of anger the bull-moose became more savage than ever.
"You'll get there, Kid," repeated the woodsman, with a great triumphant guffaw. "You'll be able to give a fetching call sooner than either of the others. But be careful how you use the trick, or you'll be having the breath kicked out of you some day by a moose's forefeet." For days afterwards, the birch-bark horn was rarely out of Dol Farrar's hands.
He had four courses of logs laid for a cabin when "Scotty" Bell came in from the hills with $1800 in coarse gold that he'd rocked out of a prospect shaft on Bat's Moose's Creek claim. Naturally Bat made general proclamation of thirst, and our town kinder dozed violently into a joyful three days' reverie, during which period of coma the recording time on Bat's lot ran out.
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