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The Huntress - ebook
The Huntress - ebook
„The Huntress” written by Hulbert Footner who was a Canadian writer of non-fiction and detective fiction. His first published works were travelogues of canoe trips on the Hudson River and in the Northwest Territory along the Peace River, Hay River and Fraser River. He also wrote a series of northwest adventures during the period 1911 through 1920. Published in 1922, here a frontier love story with a tough, but intriguing heroine and a reluctant, at first weak, but eventually worthy lover.
| Kategoria: | Kryminał |
| Język: | Angielski |
| Zabezpieczenie: |
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| ISBN: | 978-83-8292-503-6 |
| Rozmiar pliku: | 2,7 MB |
FRAGMENT KSIĄŻKI
Contents
I. THE FISH-EATERS' VILLAGE
II. MUSQ'OOSIS ADVISES
III. AT NINE-MILE POINT
IV. THE VISITOR
V. THE DICE DECIDE
VI. A FRESH SURPRISE
VII. THE SUITORS
VIII. THE LITTLE MEADOW
IX. BELA'S ANSWER
X. ON THE LAKE
XI. THE ISLAND
XII. THE NEXT DAY
XIII. ON THE RIVER
XIV. AT JOHNNY GAGNON'S
XV. THE NORTH SHORE
XVI. AT THE SETTLEMENT
XVII. AN APPARITION
XVIII. THE "RESTERAW"
XIX. THE NEW BOARDER
XX. MALICIOUS ACTIVITY
XXI. SAM IS LATE
XXII. MUSCLE AND NERVE
XXIII. MAHOOLEY'S INNINGS
XXIV. ON THE SPIRIT RIVER
XXV. CONCLUSIONI. THE FISH-EATERS’ VILLAGE
FROM within the teepee of Charley Whitefish issued the sounds of a family brawl. It was of frequent occurrence in this teepee. Men at the doors of other lodges, engaged in cleaning their guns, or in other light occupations suitable to the manly dignity, shrugged with strong scorn for the man who could not keep his women in order. With the shrugs went warning glances toward their own laborious spouses.
Each man’s scorn might well have been mitigated with thankfulness that he was not cursed with a daughter like Charley’s Bela. Bela was a firebrand in the village, a scandal to the whole tribe. Some said she was possessed of a devil; according to others she was a girl born with the heart of a man.
This phenomenon was unique in their experience, and being a simple folk they resented it. Bela refused to accept the common lot of women. It was not enough for her that such and such a thing had always been so in the tribe.
She would not do a woman’s tasks (unless she happened to feel like it); she would not hold her tongue in the presence of men. Indeed, she had been known to talk back to the head man himself, and she had had the last word into the bargain.
Not content with her own misbehaviour, Bela lost no opportunity of gibing at the other women, the hard-working girls, the silent, patient squaws, for submitting to their fathers, brothers, and husbands. This naturally enraged all the men.
Charley Whitefish was violently objurgated on the subject, but he was a poor-spirited creature who dared not take a stick to Bela. It must be said that Bela did not get much sympathy from the women. Most of them hated her with an astonishing bitterness.
As Neenah, Hooliam’s wife, explained it to Eelip Moosa, a visitor in camp: “That girl Bela, she is _weh-ti-go_, crazy, I think. She got a bad eye. Her eye dry you up when she look. You can’t say nothing at all. Her tongue is like a dog-whip. I hate her. I scare for my children when she come around. I think maybe she steal my baby. Because they say _weh-ti-gos_got drink a baby’s blood to melt the ice in their brains. I wish she go way. We have no peace here till she go.”
“Down the river they say Bela a very pretty girl,” remarked Eelip.
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I. THE FISH-EATERS' VILLAGE
II. MUSQ'OOSIS ADVISES
III. AT NINE-MILE POINT
IV. THE VISITOR
V. THE DICE DECIDE
VI. A FRESH SURPRISE
VII. THE SUITORS
VIII. THE LITTLE MEADOW
IX. BELA'S ANSWER
X. ON THE LAKE
XI. THE ISLAND
XII. THE NEXT DAY
XIII. ON THE RIVER
XIV. AT JOHNNY GAGNON'S
XV. THE NORTH SHORE
XVI. AT THE SETTLEMENT
XVII. AN APPARITION
XVIII. THE "RESTERAW"
XIX. THE NEW BOARDER
XX. MALICIOUS ACTIVITY
XXI. SAM IS LATE
XXII. MUSCLE AND NERVE
XXIII. MAHOOLEY'S INNINGS
XXIV. ON THE SPIRIT RIVER
XXV. CONCLUSIONI. THE FISH-EATERS’ VILLAGE
FROM within the teepee of Charley Whitefish issued the sounds of a family brawl. It was of frequent occurrence in this teepee. Men at the doors of other lodges, engaged in cleaning their guns, or in other light occupations suitable to the manly dignity, shrugged with strong scorn for the man who could not keep his women in order. With the shrugs went warning glances toward their own laborious spouses.
Each man’s scorn might well have been mitigated with thankfulness that he was not cursed with a daughter like Charley’s Bela. Bela was a firebrand in the village, a scandal to the whole tribe. Some said she was possessed of a devil; according to others she was a girl born with the heart of a man.
This phenomenon was unique in their experience, and being a simple folk they resented it. Bela refused to accept the common lot of women. It was not enough for her that such and such a thing had always been so in the tribe.
She would not do a woman’s tasks (unless she happened to feel like it); she would not hold her tongue in the presence of men. Indeed, she had been known to talk back to the head man himself, and she had had the last word into the bargain.
Not content with her own misbehaviour, Bela lost no opportunity of gibing at the other women, the hard-working girls, the silent, patient squaws, for submitting to their fathers, brothers, and husbands. This naturally enraged all the men.
Charley Whitefish was violently objurgated on the subject, but he was a poor-spirited creature who dared not take a stick to Bela. It must be said that Bela did not get much sympathy from the women. Most of them hated her with an astonishing bitterness.
As Neenah, Hooliam’s wife, explained it to Eelip Moosa, a visitor in camp: “That girl Bela, she is _weh-ti-go_, crazy, I think. She got a bad eye. Her eye dry you up when she look. You can’t say nothing at all. Her tongue is like a dog-whip. I hate her. I scare for my children when she come around. I think maybe she steal my baby. Because they say _weh-ti-gos_got drink a baby’s blood to melt the ice in their brains. I wish she go way. We have no peace here till she go.”
“Down the river they say Bela a very pretty girl,” remarked Eelip.
This is a free sample. Please purchase full version of the book to continue.
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