James Fenimore Cooper

James Fenimore Cooper

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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Last of the Mohicans — Chapter 14 (1826)

Hist! see you nothing walking on the shore of the pond?"
"'Tis not probable that any are as houseless as ourselves in this dreary forest."
"Such as he may care but little for house or shelter, and night dew can never wet a body that passes its days in the water," returned the scout, grasping the shoulder of Heyward with such convulsive strength as to make the young soldier painfully sensible how much superstitious terror had got the mastery of a man usually so dauntless.
"By heaven, there is a human form, and it approaches! Stand to your arms, my friends; for we know not whom we encounter."
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Last of the Mohicans — Chapter 14 (1826)

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 toward it they immediately held their way.
When the banks of the little stream were gained, Hawkeye made another halt
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