[The Prairie by J. Fenimore Cooper]@TWC D-Link bookThe Prairie CHAPTER XXII 8/17
Though evidently so near its dissolution, his attenuated frame still stood like the shaft of seasoned oak, dry, naked, and tempest-driven, but unbending and apparently indurated to the consistency of stone.
On the present occasion he conducted the search for a resting-place, which was immediately commenced, with all the energy of youth, tempered by the discretion and experience of his great age. The bed of grass, in which the Doctor had been met, and in which his ass had just been left, was followed a little distance until it was found that the rolling swells of the prairie were melting away into one vast level plain, that was covered, for miles on miles, with the same species of herbage. "Ah, this may do, this may do," said the old man, when they arrived on the borders of this sea of withered grass.
"I know the spot, and often have I lain in its secret holes, for days at a time, while the savages have been hunting the buffaloes on the open ground.
We must enter it with great care, for a broad trail might be seen, and Indian curiosity is a dangerous neighbour." Leading the way himself, he selected a spot where the tall coarse herbage stood most erect, growing not unlike a bed of reeds, both in height and density.
Here he entered, singly, directing the others to follow as nearly as possible in his own footsteps.
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