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The
first
generous
impulse
of
Duncan
was
to
rush
to
the
rescue
of
the
hapless
wretch
;
but
he
felt
himself
bound
to
the
spot
by
the
iron
grasp
of
the
immovable
scout
.
"
Would
ye
bring
certain
death
upon
us
,
by
telling
the
Mingos
where
we
lie
?
"
demanded
Hawkeye
,
sternly
;
"
'
tis
a
charge
of
powder
saved
,
and
ammunition
is
as
precious
now
as
breath
to
a
worried
deer
!
Freshen
the
priming
of
your
pistols
--
the
mist
of
the
falls
is
apt
to
dampen
the
brimstone
--
and
stand
firm
for
a
close
struggle
,
while
I
fire
on
their
rush
.
"
He
placed
his
finger
in
his
mouth
,
and
drew
a
long
,
shrill
whistle
,
which
was
answered
from
the
rocks
that
were
guarded
by
the
Mohicans
.
Duncan
caught
glimpses
of
heads
above
the
scattered
drift-wood
,
as
this
signal
rose
on
the
air
,
but
they
disappeared
again
as
suddenly
as
they
had
glanced
upon
his
sight
.
A
low
,
rustling
sound
next
drew
his
attention
behind
him
,
and
turning
his
head
,
he
beheld
Uncas
within
a
few
feet
,
creeping
to
his
side
.
Hawkeye
spoke
to
him
in
Delaware
,
when
the
young
chief
took
his
position
with
singular
caution
and
undisturbed
coolness
.
To
Heyward
this
was
a
moment
of
feverish
and
impatient
suspense
;
though
the
scout
saw
fit
to
select
it
as
a
fit
occasion
to
read
a
lecture
to
his
more
youthful
associates
on
the
art
of
using
fire-arms
with
discretion
.
"
Of
all
we
'
pons
,
"
he
commenced
,
"
the
long-barrelled
,
true-grooved
,
soft-metalled
rifle
is
the
most
dangerous
in
skilful
hands
,
though
it
wants
a
strong
arm
,
a
quick
eye
,
and
great
judgment
in
charging
,
to
put
forth
all
its
beauties
.
The
gunsmiths
can
have
but
little
insight
into
their
trade
,
when
they
make
their
fowling-pieces
and
short
horsemen
's
--
"
He
was
interrupted
by
the
low
but
expressive
"
Hugh
!
"
of
Uncas
.
"
I
see
them
,
boy
,
I
see
them
!
"
continued
Hawkeye
;
"
they
are
gathering
for
the
rush
,
or
they
would
keep
their
dingy
backs
below
the
logs
.
Well
,
let
them
,
"
he
added
,
examining
his
flint
;
"
the
leading
man
certainly
comes
on
to
his
death
,
though
it
should
be
Montcalm
himself
!
"
At
that
moment
the
woods
were
filled
with
another
burst
of
cries
,
and
at
the
signal
four
savages
sprang
from
the
cover
of
the
drift-wood
.
Heyward
felt
a
burning
desire
to
rush
forward
to
meet
them
,
so
intense
was
the
delirious
anxiety
of
the
moment
;
but
he
was
restrained
by
the
deliberate
examples
of
the
scout
and
Uncas
.
When
their
foes
who
leaped
over
the
black
rock
that
divided
them
,
with
long
bounds
,
uttering
the
wildest
yells
,
were
within
a
few
rods
,
the
rifle
of
Hawkeye
slowly
rose
among
the
shrubs
,
and
poured
out
its
fatal
contents
.
The
foremost
Indian
bounded
like
a
stricken
deer
,
and
fell
headlong
among
the
clefts
of
the
island
.
"
Now
,
Uncas
!
"
cried
the
scout
,
drawing
his
long
knife
,
while
his
quick
eyes
began
to
flash
with
ardor
,
"
take
the
last
of
the
screeching
imps
;
of
the
other
two
we
are
sartain
!
"
He
was
obeyed
;
and
but
two
enemies
remained
to
be
overcome
.
Heyward
had
given
one
of
his
pistols
to
Hawkeye
,
and
together
they
rushed
down
a
little
declivity
towards
their
foes
;
they
discharged
their
weapons
at
the
same
instant
,
and
equally
without
success
.
