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The Prairie

CHAPTER X
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A flash of recollection crossing his brain at the same instant, he released his hold, and stretching forth an arm in the very wantonness of gratification, he seized the Doctor by the hair, which instantly revealed its artificial formation, by cleaving to his hand, leaving the white and shining poll of the naturalist with a covering no warmer than the skin.
"What think you of that, Mr.Bug-gatherer ?" he rather shouted than cried: "is not this a strange bee to line into his hole ?" "'Tis remarkable! wonderful! edifying!" returned the lover of nature, good-humouredly recovering his wig, with twinkling eyes and a husky voice.

"'Tis rare and commendable.

Though I doubt not in the exact order of causes and effects." With this sudden outbreaking, however, the commotion instantly subsided; the three spectators clustering around the trapper with a species of awe, at beholding the tears of one so aged.
"It must be so, or how could he be so familiar with a history that is little known beyond my own family," at length the youth observed, not ashamed to acknowledge how much he had been affected, by unequivocally drying his own eyes.
"True!" echoed Paul; "if you want any more evidence I will swear to it! I know every word of it myself to be true as the gospel!" "And yet we had long supposed him dead!" continued the soldier.

"My grandfather had filled his days with honour, and he had believed himself the junior of the two." "It is not often that youth has an opportunity of thus looking down on the weakness of age!" the trapper observed, raising his head, and looking around him with composure and dignity.

"That I am still here, young man, is the pleasure of the Lord, who has spared me until I have seen fourscore long and laborious years, for his own secret ends.


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