James Fenimore Cooper

James Fenimore Cooper

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

An expression of savage joy shot into the dark countenance of the Teton as he listened; turning to the old man he seemed to read his soul, as if to assure himself he was not deceived. Then he bent his look on the party of Ishmael, and counted its number.
"One warrior is wanting," he said.
"Does my brother see the buzzards? there is his grave. Did he find blood on the prairie? It was his."
"Enough! Mahtoree is a wise chief. Put your women on the horses of the Dahcotahs: we shall see, for our eyes are open very wide."
The trapper wasted no unnecessary words in explanation.
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Portrait of James Fenimore Cooper James Fenimore Cooper The Prairie — Chapter XX (1827)

Dropping the piece to the earth, he turned again to his companion with an air of the utmost composure, and demanded—
"Is my brother satisfied?"
"Mahtoree is a chief of the Dahcotahs," returned the cunning Teton, laying his hand on his chest, in acknowledgment of the other's sincerity. "He knows that a warrior, who has smoked at so many council-fires, until his head has grown white, would not be found in wicked company. But did not my father once ride on a horse, like a rich chief of the Pale-faces, instead of travelling on foot like a hungry Konza?"
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