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"
Put
up
the
tooting
we
'
pon
,
and
teach
your
throat
modesty
.
Five
words
of
plain
and
comprehensible
English
are
worth
,
just
now
,
an
hour
of
squalling
.
"
"
What
art
thou
!
"
demanded
David
,
utterly
disqualified
to
pursue
his
original
intention
,
and
nearly
gasping
for
breath
.
"
A
man
like
yourself
;
and
one
whose
blood
is
as
little
tainted
by
the
cross
of
a
bear
,
or
an
Indian
,
as
your
own
.
Have
you
so
soon
forgotten
from
whom
you
received
the
foolish
instrument
you
hold
in
your
hand
?
"
"
Can
these
things
be
?
"
returned
David
,
breathing
more
freely
,
as
the
truth
began
to
dawn
upon
him
.
"
I
have
found
many
marvels
during
my
sojourn
with
the
heathen
,
but
surely
nothing
to
excel
this
!
"
"
Come
,
come
,
"
returned
Hawkeye
,
uncasing
his
honest
countenance
,
the
better
to
assure
the
wavering
confidence
of
his
companion
;
"
you
may
see
a
skin
,
which
,
if
it
be
not
as
white
as
one
of
the
gentle
ones
,
has
no
tinge
of
red
to
it
that
the
winds
of
heaven
and
the
sun
have
not
bestowed
.
Now
let
us
to
business
.
"
"
First
tell
me
of
the
maiden
,
and
of
the
youth
who
so
bravely
sought
her
,
"
interrupted
David
.
"
Ay
,
they
are
happily
freed
from
the
tomahawks
of
these
varlets
.
But
can
you
put
me
on
the
scent
of
Uncas
?
"
"
The
young
man
is
in
bondage
,
and
much
I
fear
his
death
is
decreed
.
I
greatly
mourn
that
one
so
well
disposed
should
die
in
his
ignorance
,
and
I
have
sought
a
goodly
hymn
--
"
"
Can
you
lead
me
to
him
?
"
"
The
task
will
not
be
difficult
,
"
returned
David
,
hesitating
;
"
though
I
greatly
fear
your
presence
would
rather
increase
than
mitigate
his
unhappy
fortunes
.
"
