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Updated: May 18, 2025
"Well, when the redskins owned these forests, they believed that the summit of Katahdin was the home of their evil spirit, or, as they call him, 'The Big Devil. He was named Pamolah. And he was a mighty unpleasant sort of neighbor. Once, so tradition says, he ran away with a beautiful Indian maiden, and carried her up to his lonely lair among those peaks.
Its mumbling lips began to speak, with a threatening, low at first like muttered curses, but swelling into a nameless noise a rumbling, pounding, creeping, crashing. "Great Governor's Ghost! what's that?" gasped Cyrus, stopping his rubbing. "Pamolah or some other fiend seems to be bombarding us from the top now."
The great mountain, dwelling-place of Pamolah, cradle of the flying Thunder and flashing Lightning, which according to one Indian legend are the swooping sons of the Mountain Spirit, now towered before the travellers, its base only a mile distant. "I've a good mind to make camp right here," said Herb, surveying the bog and then the firm earth on which he stood.
"Ha! there'll be a big cannonading this time, I guess. Pamolah is going to let fly at us with big shot, little shot, fire and water all the forces the old scoundrel has," said Herb Heal, at last breaking the silence which had been kept on the trail, and looking aloft towards the five peaks guarding that mysterious basin, from which heavy, lurid clouds drifted down.
Herb's prophecy was being fulfilled. Pamolah was grumbling at the trailers, and sending out his Thunder Sons to bid them back. But it was too late for retreat. If they gave up their purpose, turned and fled to camp, the storm, which was surely coming, would catch them under the interlacing trees, a danger which the guide was especially anxious to avoid.
Perhaps we'd better give up the trailing after all." "Nonsense!" exclaimed Dol indignantly. "Do you think a shower will melt us? Or that we'll squeal like girls at a few flashes of lightning? 'Twould be jolly good fun to see old Pamolah sending off his artillery." "Well, there'd be no special danger, I guess, if we were past the heavy timber growth before the storm began.
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