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Mrs. J. B. Webb The Pilgrims of New England

Coubitant sank on the ground; and, as he turned to look on his unexpected assailant, his blood-shot eyes met those of Henrich, and glared fiercely, first at him, and then at his intended victim, whose life had been so strangely preserved. They stood side by side, unconscious of the tie that bound them so closely together. Coubitant knew it well; and he felt in this awful moment that Mahneto had, in righteous retribution, sent the son to preserve the father's life from the hand of him who had hated both alike.
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Mrs. J. B. Webb The Pilgrims of New England

Dame Elliot took up the infant from its little wicker cradle, and held it towards Edith, saying gently—
Look up, my Edith, and bless the little being that God has given to call you back to life and happiness.'
'Happiness!' murmured Edith. 'That word has no meaning for me! Duty is my only tie to life.'
But she did look up; and as her eyes were long end fondly fixed on the unconscious features of the child, her own sweet look of gentleness rose into them again, and she raised her feeble arms, as if to take the infant.
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Mrs. J. B. Webb The Pilgrims of New England

Henrich communicated this fear to Oriana, and they arose and hurried together towards the village, where an appalling scene met their eyes. In front of Terah's dwelling were the smoldering remains of the sacrificial fire, on which—still upheld by the stake to which he had been bound—the burnt and, blackened form of a man was visible; while close by the ashes lay a woman, so motionless that she seemed as totally deprived of life as the wretched victim himself, and a child was reclining on her shoulder, whose faint wailing cry showed that it yet lived and suffered.
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