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"
I
know
'd
it
!
and
I
said
it
!
"
muttered
the
scout
,
whirling
the
despised
little
implement
over
the
falls
with
bitter
disdain
.
"
Come
on
,
ye
bloody
minded
hell-hounds
!
ye
meet
a
man
without
a
cross
!
"
The
words
were
barely
uttered
,
when
he
encountered
a
savage
of
gigantic
stature
,
and
of
the
fiercest
mien
.
At
the
same
moment
,
Duncan
found
himself
engaged
with
the
other
,
in
a
similar
contest
of
hand
to
hand
.
With
ready
skill
,
Hawkeye
and
his
antagonist
each
grasped
that
uplifted
arm
of
the
other
which
held
the
dangerous
knife
.
For
near
a
minute
they
stood
looking
one
another
in
the
eye
,
and
gradually
exerting
the
power
of
their
muscles
for
the
mastery
.
At
length
,
the
toughened
sinews
of
the
white
man
prevailed
over
the
less
practised
limbs
of
the
native
.
The
arm
of
the
latter
slowly
gave
way
before
the
increasing
force
of
the
scout
,
who
suddenly
wresting
his
armed
hand
from
the
grasp
of
the
foe
,
drove
the
sharp
weapon
through
his
naked
bosom
to
the
heart
.
In
the
meantime
Heyward
had
been
pressed
in
a
more
deadly
struggle
.
His
slight
sword
was
snapped
in
the
first
encounter
.
As
he
was
destitute
of
any
other
means
of
defence
,
his
safety
now
depended
entirely
on
bodily
strength
and
resolution
.
Though
deficient
in
neither
of
these
qualities
,
he
had
met
an
enemy
every
way
his
equal
.
Happily
,
he
soon
succeeded
in
disarming
his
adversary
,
whose
knife
fell
on
the
rock
at
their
feet
;
and
from
this
moment
it
became
a
fierce
struggle
,
who
should
cast
the
other
over
the
dizzy
height
into
a
neighboring
cavern
of
the
falls
Every
successive
struggle
brought
them
nearer
to
the
verge
,
where
Duncan
perceived
the
final
and
conquering
effort
must
be
made
.
Each
of
the
combatants
threw
all
his
energies
into
that
effort
,
and
the
result
was
,
that
both
tottered
on
the
brink
of
the
precipice
.
Heyward
felt
the
grasp
of
the
other
at
his
throat
,
and
saw
the
grim
smile
the
savage
gave
,
under
the
revengeful
hope
that
he
hurried
his
enemy
to
a
fate
similar
to
his
own
,
as
he
felt
his
body
slowly
yielding
to
a
resistless
power
,
and
the
young
man
experienced
the
passing
agony
of
such
a
moment
in
all
its
horrors
.
At
that
instant
of
extreme
danger
,
a
dark
hand
and
glancing
knife
appeared
before
him
;
the
Indian
released
his
hold
,
as
the
blood
flowed
freely
from
around
the
several
tendons
of
the
wrist
;
and
while
Duncan
was
drawn
backward
by
the
saving
arm
of
Uncas
,
his
charmed
eyes
were
still
riveted
on
the
fierce
and
disappointed
countenance
of
his
foe
,
who
fell
sullenly
and
disappointed
down
the
irrecoverable
precipice
.
"
To
cover
!
to
cover
!
"
cried
Hawkeye
,
who
just
then
had
despatched
the
enemy
;
"
to
cover
,
for
your
lives
!
the
work
is
but
half
ended
!
"
The
young
Mohican
gave
a
shout
of
triumph
,
and
,
followed
by
Duncan
,
he
glided
up
the
acclivity
they
had
descended
to
the
combat
,
and
sought
the
friendly
shelter
of
the
rocks
and
shrubs
.
"
They
linger
yet
,
Avengers
of
their
native
land
.
"
Gray
.
The
warning
call
of
the
scout
was
not
uttered
without
occasion
.
During
the
occurrence
of
the
deadly
encounter
just
related
,
the
roar
of
the
falls
was
unbroken
by
any
human
sound
whatever
.
It
would
seem
that
interest
in
the
result
had
kept
the
natives
on
the
opposite
shores
in
breathless
suspense
,
while
the
quick
evolutions
and
swift
changes
in
the
position
of
the
combatants
,
effectually
prevented
a
fire
that
might
prove
dangerous
alike
to
friend
and
enemy
.
But
the
moment
the
struggle
was
decided
,
a
yell
arose
as
fierce
and
savage
as
wild
and
revengful
passions
could
throw
into
the
air
.
It
was
followed
by
the
swift
flashes
of
the
rifles
,
which
sent
their
leaden
messengers
across
the
rock
in
volleys
,
as
though
the
assailants
would
pour
out
their
impotent
fury
on
the
insensible
scene
of
the
fatal
contest
.
A
steady
,
though
deliberate
return
was
made
from
the
rifle
of
Chingachgook
,
who
had
maintained
his
post
throughout
the
fray
with
unmoved
resolution
.
When
the
triumphant
shout
of
Uncas
was
borne
to
his
ears
,
the
gratified
father
raised
his
voice
in
a
single
responsive
cry
,
after
which
his
busy
piece
alone
proved
that
he
still
guarded
his
pass
with
unwearied
diligence
.
In
this
manner
many
minutes
flew
by
with
the
swiftness
of
thought
:
the
rifles
of
the
assailants
speaking
,
at
times
,
in
rattling
volleys
,
and
at
others
,
in
occasional
,
scattering
shots
.
