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But he reckoned without his host, for in an instant the Esquimaux had leaped to their feet and were rushing toward the ship. "Here they come!" shouted the hunter. "Shoot to kill, Washington! Look out for yourself, Professor!" "Don't kill them!" yelled Amos Henderson. "They are too many for us, and our only hope is to try peaceful means!"
The aggageers quickly flayed and quartered the game, which was arranged upon the horses, and thus it was carried to our camp, at which we arrived late in the evening. On the following morning, at my usual hour of starting, a little before sunrise, we crossed a deep portion of the river, through which the horses were obliged to swim; on this occasion I rode Aggahr, who was my best hunter.
It was Crass and these sub-foremen who were to blame for most of the scamping and driving, because if it had not been for them neither Rushton nor Hunter would have known how to scheme the work.
'Well, said he, 'I might perhaps be able to let you have a day or two. You can come here to this job, and he nodded his head in the direction of the house where the men were working. 'Tomorrow at seven. Of course you know the figure? he added as Newman was about to thank him. 'Six and a half. Hunter spoke as if the reduction were already an accomplished fact.
I hope you'll approve of my Mercury. Hunter says he doesn't care how often he's shot at. It was, in the first place, necessary to provide for the Mercury, because even a god cannot be sent away after the performance of such a journey without some provisions; and Edith, to tell the truth, wanted to look at the ball all round before she ventured to express an opinion to her sister and father.
He seemed only to want to sleep and drowse away the day. He had been a splendid kangaroo hunter, and took quite an extraordinary amount of pleasure in this pursuit.
Close beside them, and leaning composedly on a long Indian fowling-piece, stood a tall, broad- shouldered, sun-burned man, apparently about forty years of age. He was dressed in the usual leathern hunting-coat, cloth leggings, fur cap, mittens, and moccasins that constitute the winter garb of a hunter; and had a grave, firm, but good-humoured expression of countenance.
Lieutenant General Hunter died at Quebec on the 21st August of the same year, at the age of 59, and was buried in the English Cathedral at Quebec, where a monument in marble has been erected to his memory, by his brother, the physician.
As he bolted the door after the hunter, the forester saw the puddles in the track, the nearest pine-trees, and the retreating figure of his guest lighted up by a flash of lightning. Far away he heard the rumble of thunder. "Holy, holy, holy," whispered the forester, making haste to thrust the thick bolt into the great iron rings. "What weather the Lord has sent us!"
The old Toad-Woman was very anxious to get forward, but the snakeberry-vines kept spreading out on every side; and they still grow and grow, and spread and spread; and to this day the wicked old Toad-Woman is busy picking the berries, and she will never be able to get beyond to the other side, to disturb the happiness of the young hunter and his mother, who still live, with their faithful dog, in the shadow of the beautiful wood-side where they were born.
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