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Midsummer
Night
's
Dream
.
The
words
were
still
in
the
mouth
of
the
scout
,
when
the
leader
of
the
party
,
whose
approaching
footsteps
had
caught
the
vigilant
ear
of
the
Indian
,
came
openly
into
view
.
A
beaten
path
,
such
as
those
made
by
the
periodical
passage
of
the
deer
,
wound
through
a
little
glen
at
no
great
distance
,
and
struck
the
river
at
the
point
where
the
white
man
and
his
red
companions
had
posted
themselves
.
Along
this
track
the
travellers
,
who
had
produced
a
surprise
so
unusual
in
the
depths
of
the
forest
,
advanced
slowly
towards
the
hunter
,
who
was
in
front
of
his
associates
,
in
readiness
to
receive
them
.
"
Who
comes
?
"
demanded
the
scout
,
throwing
his
rifle
carelessly
across
his
left
arm
,
and
keeping
the
forefinger
of
his
right
hand
on
the
trigger
,
though
he
avoided
all
appearance
of
menace
in
the
act
,
"
Who
comes
hither
,
among
the
beasts
and
dangers
of
the
wilderness
?
"
"
Believers
in
religion
,
and
friends
to
the
law
and
to
the
king
,
"
returned
he
who
rode
foremost
.
"
Men
who
have
journeyed
since
the
rising
sun
,
in
the
shades
of
this
forest
,
without
nourishment
,
and
are
sadly
tired
of
their
wayfaring
.
"
"
You
are
,
then
,
lost
,
"
interrupted
the
hunter
,
"
and
have
found
how
helpless
'
tis
not
to
know
whether
to
take
the
right
hand
or
the
left
?
"
"
Even
so
;
sucking
babes
are
not
more
dependent
on
those
who
guide
them
than
we
who
are
of
larger
growth
,
and
who
may
now
be
said
to
possess
the
stature
without
the
knowledge
of
men
.
Know
you
the
distance
to
a
post
of
the
crown
called
William
Henry
?
"
"
Hoot
!
"
shouted
the
scout
,
who
did
not
spare
his
open
laughter
,
though
,
instantly
checking
the
dangerous
sounds
,
he
indulged
his
merriment
at
less
risk
of
being
overheard
by
any
lurking
enemies
.
"
You
are
as
much
off
the
scent
as
a
hound
would
be
,
with
Horican
atwixt
him
and
the
deer
!
William
Henry
,
man
!
if
you
are
friends
to
the
king
,
and
have
business
with
the
army
,
your
better
way
would
be
to
follow
the
river
down
to
Edward
,
and
lay
the
matter
before
Webb
;
who
tarries
there
,
instead
of
pushing
into
the
defiles
,
and
driving
this
saucy
Frenchman
back
across
Champlain
,
into
his
den
again
.
"
Before
the
stranger
could
make
any
reply
to
this
unexpected
proposition
,
another
horseman
dashed
the
bushes
aside
,
and
leaped
his
charger
into
the
pathway
,
in
front
of
his
companion
.
"
What
,
then
,
may
be
our
distance
from
Fort
Edward
?
"
demanded
a
new
speaker
;
"
the
place
you
advise
us
to
seek
we
left
this
morning
,
and
our
destination
is
the
head
of
the
lake
.
"
