Description:Excerpt from The Ompompanoosuc Parish The one, like a lusty turbulent youth flowing on in defiance of all obstacles, carving out for himself an independent course through rock-ribbed hills, then rushing madly o'er the ledges, brushing aside every boulder in his path through Strafford and a corner of Thetford. The other, equally independent, like a saucy young maiden, skipped blithely down the hillsides of Vershire, then halting briefly in the meadows of Fairlee, where she either tired and sought a temporary resting place, or else she must have conceived the bold idea of there forming an independent inland sea, but finding herself too cramped and circumscribed by the surrounding hills, after chafing awhile under their restraint, she again broke her bounds and with flowing tresses she leaped and bounded like a very fiend down the valley into Thetford, where she again espied her noble brother. In her surprise and amazement she exclaimed "Um!' He equally embarrassed simply answered "Pompa!" And as they embraced both in unison cried out "No such." There they vowed never again to separate, and henceforth they have meandered gently together down the stream of time leaving their blessings and benedictions on either side of their pathway, until they were enticed with all their stores of wealth and power to enter the Broadway of the Connecticut, where their identity ceased; but their treasures still continue to enrich and to perpetuate the prestige of that larger river. This beautiful valley with its rich table lands and splendid hunting grounds was for ages the home of the Red man. On its banks he fished for salmon and entrapped the wily beaver. On its sloping hillsides and through its primeval forests he chased the prey and slew the catamount, the wild bear, the panther and other ferocious animals which he regarded as enemies; while the deer, the turkey, the goose, and the ducks which happened within range of his unerring arrow furnished meat for his family. Amidst its towering pines he pitched his camp and built his wigwam. On the clearings he made he planted his maize, beans and squashes and raised his harvests. Its rock maple yielded him sap which he converted into sugar and sweetmeats. Under its tall and stately elms the Indian children played and sported as innocently as ours do now. There the youthful couples drank their sweet and delicious draught's of pure and unalloyed love and devotion as they plighted their troth each to other and entered upon life's solemn duties and responsibilities. In the light of the truth which the kind Father had caused to flash across their minds, according to the dictates of their conscience and subject to their traditions they worshipped the Great Spirit, possibly as acceptably as we do now. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Ompompanoosuc Parish (Classic Reprint). To get started finding The Ompompanoosuc Parish (Classic Reprint), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.
Description: Excerpt from The Ompompanoosuc Parish The one, like a lusty turbulent youth flowing on in defiance of all obstacles, carving out for himself an independent course through rock-ribbed hills, then rushing madly o'er the ledges, brushing aside every boulder in his path through Strafford and a corner of Thetford. The other, equally independent, like a saucy young maiden, skipped blithely down the hillsides of Vershire, then halting briefly in the meadows of Fairlee, where she either tired and sought a temporary resting place, or else she must have conceived the bold idea of there forming an independent inland sea, but finding herself too cramped and circumscribed by the surrounding hills, after chafing awhile under their restraint, she again broke her bounds and with flowing tresses she leaped and bounded like a very fiend down the valley into Thetford, where she again espied her noble brother. In her surprise and amazement she exclaimed "Um!' He equally embarrassed simply answered "Pompa!" And as they embraced both in unison cried out "No such." There they vowed never again to separate, and henceforth they have meandered gently together down the stream of time leaving their blessings and benedictions on either side of their pathway, until they were enticed with all their stores of wealth and power to enter the Broadway of the Connecticut, where their identity ceased; but their treasures still continue to enrich and to perpetuate the prestige of that larger river. This beautiful valley with its rich table lands and splendid hunting grounds was for ages the home of the Red man. On its banks he fished for salmon and entrapped the wily beaver. On its sloping hillsides and through its primeval forests he chased the prey and slew the catamount, the wild bear, the panther and other ferocious animals which he regarded as enemies; while the deer, the turkey, the goose, and the ducks which happened within range of his unerring arrow furnished meat for his family. Amidst its towering pines he pitched his camp and built his wigwam. On the clearings he made he planted his maize, beans and squashes and raised his harvests. Its rock maple yielded him sap which he converted into sugar and sweetmeats. Under its tall and stately elms the Indian children played and sported as innocently as ours do now. There the youthful couples drank their sweet and delicious draught's of pure and unalloyed love and devotion as they plighted their troth each to other and entered upon life's solemn duties and responsibilities. In the light of the truth which the kind Father had caused to flash across their minds, according to the dictates of their conscience and subject to their traditions they worshipped the Great Spirit, possibly as acceptably as we do now. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.We have made it easy for you to find a PDF Ebooks without any digging. And by having access to our ebooks online or by storing it on your computer, you have convenient answers with The Ompompanoosuc Parish (Classic Reprint). To get started finding The Ompompanoosuc Parish (Classic Reprint), you are right to find our website which has a comprehensive collection of manuals listed. Our library is the biggest of these that have literally hundreds of thousands of different products represented.