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He
appeared
to
be
wavering
,
as
to
whether
he
should
carry
the
design
into
execution
,
when
an
object
coming
under
his
eye
gave
a
new
turn
to
his
thoughts
.
On
the
ground
,
not
twenty
feet
from
where
he
sate
,
a
long
thin
body
was
seen
gliding
over
the
grass
.
Its
serpent
shape
,
and
smooth
lubricated
skin
--
reflecting
the
silvery
light
of
the
moon
--
rendered
the
reptile
easy
of
identification
.
"
Snake
!
"
mutteringly
exclaimed
he
,
as
his
eye
rested
upon
the
reptilian
form
.
"
Wonder
what
sort
it
air
,
slickerin
'
aboout
hyur
at
this
time
o
'
the
night
?
It
air
too
large
for
a
rattle
;
though
thur
air
some
in
these
parts
most
as
big
as
it
.
But
it
air
too
clur
i
'
the
colour
,
an
thin
about
the
belly
,
for
ole
rattle-tail
!
No
;
'
tai
n't
one
o
'
them
.
Hah
--
now
I
ree-cog-nise
the
varmint
!
It
air
a
chicken
,
out
on
the
sarch
arter
eggs
,
I
reck
'n
!
Durn
the
thing
!
it
air
comin
'
torst
me
,
straight
as
it
kin
crawl
!
"
The
tone
in
which
the
speaker
delivered
himself
told
that
he
was
in
no
fear
of
the
reptile
--
even
after
discovering
that
it
was
making
approach
.
He
knew
that
the
snake
would
not
cross
the
cabriesto
;
but
on
touching
it
would
turn
away
:
as
if
the
horsehair
rope
was
a
line
of
living
fire
.
Secure
within
his
magic
circle
,
he
could
have
looked
tranquilly
at
the
intruder
,
though
it
had
been
the
most
poisonous
of
prairie
serpents
.
But
it
was
not
.
On
the
contrary
,
it
was
one
of
the
most
innocuous
--
harmless
as
the
"
chicken
,
"
from
which
the
species
takes
its
trivial
title
--
at
the
same
time
that
it
is
one
of
the
largest
in
the
list
of
North-American
reptilia
.
The
expression
on
Zeb
's
face
,
as
he
sat
regarding
it
,
was
simply
one
of
curiosity
,
and
not
very
keen
.
To
a
hunter
in
the
constant
habit
of
couching
himself
upon
the
grass
,
there
was
nothing
in
the
sight
either
strange
or
terrifying
;
not
even
when
the
creature
came
close
up
to
the
cabriesto
,
and
,
with
head
slightly
elevated
,
rubbed
its
snout
against
the
rope
!
After
that
there
was
less
reason
to
be
afraid
;
for
the
snake
,
on
doing
so
,
instantly
turned
round
and
commenced
retreating
over
the
sward
.
For
a
second
or
two
the
hunter
watched
it
moving
away
,
without
making
any
movement
himself
.
He
seemed
undecided
as
to
whether
he
should
follow
and
destroy
it
,
or
leave
it
to
go
as
it
had
come
--
unscathed
.
Had
it
been
a
rattlesnake
,
"
copperhead
,
"
or
"
mocassin
,
"
he
would
have
acted
up
to
the
curse
delivered
in
the
garden
of
Eden
,
and
planted
the
heel
of
his
heavy
alligator-skin
boot
upon
its
head
.
But
a
harmless
chicken-snake
did
not
come
within
the
limits
of
Zeb
Stump
's
antipathy
:
as
was
evidenced
by
some
words
muttered
by
him
as
it
slowly
receded
from
the
spot
.
