Somewhere within the story of “Lobo the King of Currumpaw” by Ernest Thompson Seton, is a tale so epic that not even the effrontery of Seton’s baroque story-telling and juiced up plot lines, could smother it.
The unadorned story of being and belonging, struggle and sacrifice and a nobility so lofty that not even iron traps could contain it, stands on its own. It transcends Seton’s well-intentioned ornamentations and casts an imposing spell on the mind. The story of Lobo could have made for a gripping tale had its protagonist turned out to be just a man. The fact that the protagonist turns out to be a four-legged creature ups the ante in ways that are paradigm-shattering . And the parables that come tumbling out of this tale foment epiphanies that make us question our very place in nature and the larger scheme of things. Not bad for a tale about a loup garou who would not fall for the wiles of weasly ranchers who would kill him by any means necessary.