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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Wept of Wish-Ton-Wish"

It is his will
that one sprung of heathen lineage shall come beneath my roof, and let his
will be done! My child, and all that are hers, are welcome."
Ensign Dudley pressed the point no further, and they separated.


Chapter XXIX.

"Tarry a little;--there is something else."
Merchant of Venice.

We shift the scene. The reader will transport himself from the valley of
the Wish-Ton-Wish, to the bosom of a deep and dark wood.
It may be thought that such scenes have been too often described to need
any repetition. Still, as it is possible that these pages may fall into
the hands of some who have never quitted the older members of the Union,
we shall endeavor to give them a faint impression concerning the
appearance of the place to which it has become our duty to transfer the
action of the tale.
Although it is certain that inanimate, like animate nature, has its
period, the existence of the tree has no fixed and common limit. The oak,
the elm, and the linden, the quick-growing sycamore and the tall pine, has
each its own laws for the government of its growth, its magnitude, and its
duration.


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