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Title: The Country Beyond
Author: James Oliver Curwood
Release Date: December, 2003 [Etext #4743]
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THE COUNTRY BEYOND
A ROMANCE OF THE WILDERNESS
By James Oliver Curwood
Author Of The Valley Of Silent Men, The Flaming Forest, Etc.
A glass of wine once lost a kingdom, a nail turned the tide of a mighty
battle, and a woman's smile once upon a time destroyed the homes of a
million people. Thus have trivial things played their potent parts in
the history of human lives; yet these things Peter did not know.
THE COUNTRY BEYOND
CHAPTER I
Not far from the rugged and storm-whipped north shore of Lake Superior,
and south of the Kaministiqua, yet not as far south as the Rainy
River waterway, there lay a paradise lost in the heart of a wilderness
world--and in that paradise "a little corner of hell."
That was what the girl had called it once upon a time, when sobbing out
the shame and the agony of it to herself. That was before Peter had come
to leaven the drab of her life. But the hell was still there.
One would not have guessed its existence, standing at the bald top of
Cragg's Ridge this wonderful thirtieth day of May. In the whiteness of
winter one could look off over a hundred square miles of freezing forest
and swamp and river country, with the gleam of ice-covered lakes here
and there, fringed by their black spruce and cedar and balsam--a country
of storm, of deep snows, and men and women whose blood ran red with the
thrill that the hardship and the never-ending adventure of the wild.
But this was spring. And such a spring as had not come to the Canadian
north country in many years. Until three days ago there had been a
deluge of warm rains, and since then the sun had inundated the land with
the golden warmth of summer. The last chill was gone from the air, and
the last bit of fro
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