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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Deerslayer"

I
think it must be so with all dying people; though, now I think of
it, I don't remember to have had such feelings on account of father."
Judith arose, hid her face in her apron, and wept. A long pause
-one of more than two hours - succeeded, during which Warley entered
and left the cabin several times; apparently uneasy when absent,
and yet unable to remain. He issued various orders, which his men
proceeded to execute, and there was an air of movement in the party,
more especially as Mr. Craig, the lieutenant, had got through the
unpleasant duty of burying the dead, and had sent for instructions
from the shore, desiring to know what he was to do with his detachment.
During this interval Hetty slept a little, and Deerslayer and
Chingachgook left the Ark to confer together. But, at the end of
the time mentioned, the Surgeon passed upon the platform, and with
a degree of feeling his comrades had never before observed in one
of his habits, he announced that the patient was rapidly drawing
near her end. On receiving this intelligence the group collected
again, curiosity to witness such a death - or a better feeling -
drawing to the spot men who had so lately been actors in a scene
seemingly of so much greater interest and moment.


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