The Hunted Outlaw - or, Donald Morrison, the Canadian Rob Roy by Anonymous
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your whilom enemy. You have shaken him by the hand, and partaken of his
hospitality. Then the law intervenes, and revives passions whose fires were almost out. Before Donald's case came on, he sold the farm to the money-lender. Donald claimed that the latter, in the transaction of a mortgage prior to the sale, and in the terms of the sale itself, had cheated him out of $900. The sale of the farm was made in a moment of angry impetuosity. Donald regretted the act, and wanted the sale cancelled upon terms which would settle his claim for the $900. The money-lender re-sold the farm to a French family named Duquette. Popular sympathy is not analytical. It grasps large features. It overlooks minutiae. Donald had been wronged. He had been despoiled of his farm. His years of toil in the West had gone for nothing, for the money he had earned had been put into the land which was now occupied by a stranger. This was what the people said. The young men were loud in their expressions of sympathy. The older heads shook dubiously. "There would be trouble." "Donald had a determined look. Duquette made a mistake in taking the farm. The cowboys in the North-West held life rather cheap." |
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