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"
'
Twas
done
with
Indian
skill
,
"
said
the
scout
,
laughing
inwardly
,
but
with
vast
satisfaction
;
"
and
'
twas
a
pretty
sight
to
behold
!
Though
an
arrow
is
a
near
shot
,
and
needs
a
knife
to
finish
the
work
.
"
"
Hugh
!
"
ejaculated
his
companion
,
turning
quickly
,
like
a
hound
who
scented
game
.
"
By
the
Lord
,
there
is
a
drove
of
them
!
"
exclaimed
the
scout
,
whose
eyes
began
to
glisten
with
the
ardor
of
his
usual
occupation
;
"
if
they
come
within
range
of
a
bullet
I
will
drop
one
,
though
the
whole
Six
Nations
should
be
lurking
within
sound
!
What
do
you
hear
,
Chingachgook
?
for
to
my
ears
the
woods
are
dumb
.
"
"
There
is
but
one
deer
,
and
he
is
dead
,
"
said
the
Indian
,
bending
his
body
till
his
ear
nearly
touched
the
earth
.
"
I
hear
the
sounds
of
feet
!
"
"
Perhaps
the
wolves
have
driven
the
buck
to
shelter
,
and
are
following
on
his
trail
.
"
"
No
The
horses
of
white
men
are
coming
!
"
returned
the
other
,
raising
himself
with
dignity
,
and
resuming
his
seat
on
the
log
with
his
former
composure
.
"
Hawkeye
,
they
are
your
brothers
;
speak
to
them
.
"
"
That
will
I
,
and
in
English
that
the
king
need
n't
be
ashamed
to
answer
,
"
returned
the
hunter
,
speaking
in
the
language
of
which
he
boasted
;
"
but
I
see
nothing
,
nor
do
I
hear
the
sounds
of
man
or
beast
;
'
tis
strange
that
an
Indian
should
understand
white
sounds
better
than
a
man
who
,
his
very
enemies
will
own
,
has
no
cross
in
his
blood
,
although
he
may
have
lived
with
the
redskins
long
enough
to
be
suspected
!
Ha
!
there
goes
something
like
the
cracking
of
a
dry
stick
,
too
--
now
I
hear
the
bushes
move
--
yes
,
yes
,
there
is
a
trampling
that
I
mistook
for
the
falls
--
and
--
but
here
they
come
themselves
;
God
keep
them
from
the
Iroquois
!
"
"
Well
,
go
thy
way
:
thou
shalt
not
from
this
grove
Till
I
torment
thee
for
this
injury
.
"
