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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Wept of Wish-Ton-Wish"

"How now, Ensign, hath the campaign ended with no
better trophy than this?"
"The fellow is not a chief, nor, by his step and dull look, even a
warrior; but he was, nevertheless, a lurker nigh the settlements, and it
was thought prudent to bring him in;" returned the husband, addressing
himself to Content, while he answered the salutation of his wife with a
sufficiently brief nod. "My own scouting hath brought nothing to light,
but my brother Ring hath fallen on the trail of him that is here present,
and it is not a little that we are puzzled in probing, as the good Doctor
Ergot calleth it, into the meaning of his errand."
"Of what tribe may the savage be?"
"There hath been discussion among us, on that matter," returned Dudley,
with an oblique glance of the eye towards the physician. "Some have said
he is a Narragansett, while others think he cometh of a stock still
further east."
"In giving that opinion, I spoke merely of his secondary or acquired
habits," interrupted Ergot; "for, having reference to his original, the
man is assuredly a White.


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