James Fenimore Cooper

James Fenimore Cooper

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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter V (1827)

Their anxiety gradually increased, as minute after minute passed away, and not the smallest sound of life arose out of the calm and darkness which enveloped the brake. The breathing of Paul grew louder and deeper, and more than once Ellen trembled at she knew not what, as she felt the quivering of his active frame, while she leaned dependently on his arm for support.
The shallow honesty, as well as the besetting infirmity of Weucha, have already been exhibited.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter V (1827)

Men only die when he chooses; and no Dahcotah can change the hour."
"Look!" returned the savage, thrusting the blade of his knife before the face of his captive. "Weucha is the Wahcondah of a dog."
The old man raised his eyes to the fierce visage of his keeper, and, for a moment, a gleam of honest and powerful disgust shot from their deep cells; but it instantly passed away, leaving in its place an expression of commiseration, if not of sorrow.
"Why should one made in the real image of God suffer his natur' to be provoked by a mere effigy of reason?"
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter V (1827)

It was at the precise moment when we left Mahtoree yielding to his nearly ungovernable delight, as he surveyed the number and quality of Ishmael's beasts of burden, that the man he had selected to watch his captives chose to indulge in the malignant pleasure of tormenting those it was his duty to protect. Bending his head nigh the ear of the trapper, the savage rather muttered than whispered—
"If the Tetons lose their great chief by the hands of the Long-knives, [1] old shall die as well as young!"
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