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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Deerslayer"

I hope, Sarpent, you and your gal will agree
in telling the same story arter marriage, as well as you do now.
'Huron, there!'-Whereabouts is he to be seen - in the padlock, or the
chains, or the logs. There isn't a gaol in the colony that has
a more lock up look about it, than old Tom's chiente, and
I know something about gaols from exper'ence."
"No see moccasin," said Hist, impatiently "why no look - and see
him."
"Give me the glass, Harry," interrupted Hutter, "and lower the sail.
It is seldom that an Indian woman meddles, and when she does, there
is generally a cause for it. There is, truly, a moccasin floating
against one of the piles, and it may or may not be a sign that
the castle hasn't escaped visitors in our absence. Moccasins are
no rarities, however, for I wear 'em myself; and Deerslayer wears
'em, and you wear 'em, March, and, for that matter so does Hetty,
quite as often as she wears shoes, though I never yet saw Judith
trust her pretty foot in a moccasin."
Hurry had lowered the sail, and by this time the Ark was within two
hundred yards of the castle, setting in, nearer and nearer, each
moment, but at a rate too slow to excite any uneasiness.


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