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Title: The hunter and the trapper in North America ; or, Romantic adventures in field and forest. From the French of Bénédict Révoil
Year: 1875 (1870s)
Authors: Révoil, Bénédict Henry, 1816-1882 Adams, W. H. Davenport (William Henry Davenport), 1828-1891
Subjects: Hunting Game and game-birds
Publisher: London, New York : T. Nelson and Sons
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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nfortunate negro contrived to tell hismelancholy tale. His wife, about two hours before, hadbeen taken seriously ill, and he therefore started off inhaste, without saying a word to any one, in search of thedistrict surgeon. When near the bean-field he caughtsight of the fire burning in the pan. Curiosity attractedhim towards it, and, despite the kicks and struggles ofthe horse he rode, he had advanced almost up to the hedge.Suddenly he heard the report of a gun, and felt himselfstruck by a ball. At his scream of agony a poacher hadrushed to his assistance, and, throwing himself on hisknees, implored him to pardon his fatal error : seeing the DEATH OF THE NEGRO. 205 eyes of the mule, he had thought to fire on a stag. Csesargave him his forgiveness, and the poacher, fearing to besurprised, mounted his mare and rode away for dear life.^ Thank God, added Caesar, ^ you have come just intime; I feared I should die alone in the middle of thewoods. Oh, if I could only once embrace my wife and
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THANK GOD, YOU HAVE COME JUST IN TIME. her little one ! But I must die without seeing them.Pompey, my brother, be as a father to the new-born,and teach it my name. Adieu, adieu ! Oh ! The unfortunate negro was dead ! This event produced a powerful impression on the negroPompey. Seized with remorse, he confessed to Mr. Pam-son, when he returned home on the following day, allthe details of the poaching expedition. The overseerSlouch, the primary cause of the misfortune that hadoccurred, was dismissed; and as he could not, for wantof the necessary certificate, obtain a place on any plan- 206 ANOTHER HUNTING STORY. tation in the Carolinas, he quitted the country, and em-barked for California. Pompey still lives at Ramson House. He has replacedSlouch in the management of his masters business trans-actions, and Mr. Kamson has lost nothing by the change. I will now relate another hunting story, in which Imyself played the heros part:— On a beautiful day in autumn—this is the ordinarycomm

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