James Fenimore Cooper

James Fenimore Cooper

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

Ellen modestly interposed, "that as some of us think Asa is in danger, and some think otherwise, the whole family might pass an hour or two in looking for him."
"Does he?" interrupted the woman; "then Dr. Battius has more sense in him than I believed! She is right, Ishmael; and what she says, shall be done. I will shoulder a rifle myself; and woe betide the red-skin that crosses my path! I have pulled a trigger before to-day; ay, and heard an Indian yell, too, to my sorrow."
The spirit of Esther diffused itself, like the stimulus which attends a war-cry, among her sons.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter XII (1827)

Preparing their arms with the utmost care, they advanced with steadiness to the brake. Nerves less often tried than those of the young borderers might have shrunk before the dangers of so uncertain an undertaking. As they proceeded, the howls of the dogs became more shrill and plaintive. The vultures and buzzards settled so low as to flap the bushes with their heavy wings, and the wind came hoarsely sweeping along the naked prairie, as if the spirits of the air had also descended to witness the approaching development.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter XII (1827)

Ishmael said, in his coldest manner. "I scorn to take the life of a beast, because its master has pitched himself too nigh my clearing; come away, boys, come away; we have enough of our own work before us, without turning aside to do that of the whole neighbourhood."
"Come not away!" cried Esther, in tones that sounded like the admonitions of some sibyl.
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