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Kurt
Mohicanite
USA
Bumppo's Patron since [at least]:
September 27 2003
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 Posted - January 04 2004 : 06:53:47 AM
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The gentlemen made their adieus as well as they could, and taking the
middle of the road, which was a fine, wide, and well-beaten path, they
did tolerably well until they reached the gate of the mansion-house:
but on entering the Judge’s domains they encountered some slight
difficulties. We shall not stop to relate them, but will just mention
that in the morning sundry diverging paths were to be seen in the
snow; and that once during their progress to the door, Marmaduke,
missing his companions, was enabled to trace them by one of these
paths to a spot where he discovered them with nothing visible but
their heads, Richard singing in a most vivacious strain:
“Come, let us be jolly,
And cast away folly,
For grief turns a black head to gray.”
- returning home from The Bold Dragoon, "The Pioneers" J. F. Cooper
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