To my taste, Hurry wouldn't make the best of husbands,
but I fear that the tastes of most young women, hereaway, wouldn't
be so hard upon him."
"No - no -Judith without a name would never consent to be called
Judith March! Anything would be better than that."
"Judith Bumppo wouldn't sound as well, gal; and there's many names
that would fall short of March, in pleasing the ear."
"Ah! Deerslayer, the pleasantness of the sound, in such cases,
doesn't come through the ear, but through the heart. Everything
is agreeable, when the heart is satisfied. Were Natty Bumppo,
Henry March, and Henry March, Natty Bumppo, I might think the name
of March better than it is; or were he, you, I should fancy the
name of Bumppo horrible!"
"That's just it - yes, that's the reason of the matter. Now, I'm
nat'rally avarse to sarpents, and I hate even the word, which,
the missionaries tell me, comes from human natur', on account of
a sartain sarpent at the creation of the 'arth, that outwitted the
first woman; yet, ever since Chingachgook has 'arned the title he
bears, why the sound is as pleasant to my ears as the whistle of
the whippoorwill of a calm evening - it is. The feelin's make all
the difference in the world, Judith, in the natur' of sounds; ay,
even in that of looks, too.
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