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Title: The Trapper's Son

Author: W.H.G. Kingston

Release Date: May 16, 2007 [EBook #21491]

Language: English

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The Trapper's Son, by W.H.G. Kingston.

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A very short book, set in North America some time in the nineteenth
century, at a time when Indian tribes were still hunting over the
land--Crees, Dacotahs, Peigans. An old trapper and his son are
preparing for the winter, when their horses are found dead, killed
either by wolves or by Indians. So they have to cache most of the skins
they were planning to take to a nearby fort, and set off on their
journey there.

Michael Moggs, the trapper, had fathered the boy, Laurence, with an
Indian woman, who had brought Laurence up to the point where Michael
comes to collect him. The boy had never been taught the principles of
Christianity, and his father never knew them either. So most of the
book deals with the conversion of the boy and his father to true
religion, by people they meet at the fort.

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THE TRAPPER'S SON, BY W.H.G. KINGSTON.

CHAPTER ONE.

THE TRAPPER'S CAMP--BEAVERS CAUGHT--THE HORSES KILLED BY WOLVES--TRAPS
TO CATCH THE WOLVES.

In the far western wilds of North America, over which the untutored
red-skinned savage roams at liberty, engaged throughout life in war or
the chase, by the side of a broad stream which made its way towards a
distant lake, an old man and a boy reclined at length beneath a wigwam,
roughly formed of sheets of birch-bark placed against several poles
stuck in the ground in a circular form, and fastened together at the
top. The sun was just rising above a wood, composed of maple, birch,
poplar, and willow, fringing the opposite bank of the river; while rocky
hills of no great elevation formed the sides of the valley, through
which the stream made its way. Snow rested on the surrounding heights,
and the