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Puc
.
--
Paisans
,
pauvres
gens
de
France
.
"
King
Henry
VI
.
During
the
rapid
movement
from
the
block-house
,
and
until
the
party
was
deeply
buried
in
the
forest
,
each
individual
was
too
much
interested
in
the
escape
to
hazard
a
word
even
in
whispers
.
The
scout
resumed
his
post
in
the
advance
,
though
his
steps
,
after
he
had
thrown
a
safe
distance
between
himself
and
his
enemies
,
were
more
deliberate
than
in
their
previous
march
,
in
consequence
of
his
utter
ignorance
of
the
localities
of
the
surrounding
woods
.
More
than
once
he
halted
to
consult
with
his
confederates
,
the
Mohicans
,
pointing
upwards
at
the
moon
,
and
examining
the
barks
of
the
trees
with
care
.
In
these
brief
pauses
,
Heyward
and
the
sisters
listened
,
with
senses
rendered
doubly
acute
by
the
danger
,
to
detect
any
symptoms
which
might
announce
the
proximity
of
their
foes
.
At
such
moments
,
it
seemed
as
if
a
vast
range
of
country
lay
buried
in
eternal
sleep
;
not
the
least
sound
arising
from
the
forest
,
unless
it
was
the
distant
and
scarcely
audible
rippling
of
a
water-course
.
Birds
,
beasts
,
and
man
,
appeared
to
slumber
alike
,
if
,
indeed
,
any
of
the
latter
were
to
be
found
in
that
wide
tract
of
wilderness
.
But
the
sounds
of
the
rivulet
,
feeble
and
murmuring
as
they
were
,
relieved
the
guides
at
once
from
no
trifling
embarrassment
,
and
towards
it
they
immediately
held
their
way
.
When
the
banks
of
the
little
stream
were
gained
,
Hawkeye
made
another
halt
;
and
,
taking
the
moccasins
from
his
feet
,
he
invited
Heyward
and
Gamut
to
follow
his
example
.
He
then
entered
the
water
,
and
for
near
an
hour
they
travelled
in
the
bed
of
the
brook
,
leaving
no
trail
.
The
moon
had
already
sunk
into
an
immense
pile
of
black
clouds
,
which
lay
impending
above
the
western
horizon
,
when
they
issued
from
the
low
and
devious
water-course
to
rise
again
to
the
light
and
level
of
the
sandy
but
wooded
plain
.
Here
the
scout
seemed
to
be
once
more
at
home
,
for
he
held
on
his
way
with
the
certainty
and
diligence
of
a
man
who
moved
in
the
security
of
his
own
knowledge
.
The
path
soon
became
more
uneven
,
and
the
travellers
could
plainly
perceive
that
the
mountains
drew
nigher
to
them
on
each
hand
,
and
that
they
were
,
in
truth
,
about
entering
one
of
their
gorges
.
Suddenly
,
Hawkeye
made
a
pause
,
and
waiting
until
he
was
joined
by
the
whole
party
,
he
spoke
,
though
in
tones
so
low
and
cautious
,
that
they
added
to
the
solemnity
of
his
words
,
in
the
quiet
and
darkness
of
the
place
.
"
It
is
easy
to
know
the
pathways
,
and
to
find
the
licks
and
water-courses
of
the
wilderness
,
"
he
said
;
"
but
who
that
saw
this
spot
could
venture
to
say
,
that
a
mighty
army
was
at
rest
among
yonder
silent
trees
and
barren
mountains
?
"
"
We
are
then
at
no
great
distance
from
William
Henry
?
"
said
Heyward
,
advancing
nigher
to
the
scout
.
"
It
is
yet
a
long
and
weary
path
,
and
when
and
where
to
strike
it
,
is
now
our
greatest
difficulty
.
See
,
"
he
said
,
pointing
through
the
trees
towards
a
spot
where
a
little
basin
of
water
reflected
the
stars
from
its
placid
bosom
,
"
here
is
the
'
bloody
pond
'
;
and
I
am
on
the
ground
that
I
have
not
only
often
travelled
,
but
over
which
I
have
fou
'
t
the
enemy
,
from
the
rising
to
the
setting
sun
.
"
"
Ha
!
that
sheet
of
dull
and
dreary
water
,
then
,
is
the
sepulchre
of
the
brave
men
who
fell
in
the
contest
.
I
have
heard
it
named
,
but
never
have
I
stood
on
its
banks
before
.
"
