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“Guess you wouldn’t, but I’ve made it a rule never to let strange hands touch that rifle,” said the strange man, and there was a grimness about his tone that forbade quibbling. “Huh, well I can’t say as perhaps yore not right about yore shootin’ hardware at that,” said Pete. Then after glancing at it again, he added, “a hunter’s gun and a woodsman’s ax should never be trusted in strange hands.
From this city of Wilno, as from the she-wolf of Rome, went forth Kiejstut and Olgierd and his sons,63 as mighty hunters as they were famous knights, in pursuit now of their enemies and now of wild beasts. A hunter’s dream disclosed to us the secrets of the future, that Lithuania ever needs iron and wooded lands.
The rest lay in the hands of the gods, and in the speed of him who two days since they had called “Glaucon the Traitor.” The messenger came from the cabin, half stripped, on his head a felt skullcap, on his feet high hunter’s boots laced up to the knees. He had never shone in more noble beauty.
“Honoured gentlemen, my beloved brothers, the woods and meadows alone are the hunter’s forum, therefore such matters I will not pass upon within doors, but I will dissolve our sitting until to-morrow, and will not permit further argument from either faction to-day. Apparitor, call the case for to-morrow in the field!
Like a prophet he gazes on the sky, where in the clouds there are many signs that the hunter’s eye can see; or like an enchanter he talks with the earth, which, though deaf to city-dwellers, whispers into his ear with a multitude of voices.
Spain owned that territory then, and the Spanish government gave him a liberal grant of land. Around him his sons and daughters and their families settled. The broad forests were full of game, and here Boone again indulged his passion for a hunter’s life. The old hunter neglected to complete his titles to his new lands, and these he also lost. Congress afterward made him a smaller grant.
Trott edging more and more into his corner, as he felt his companion gradually edging more and more from hers; and vainly endeavouring in the darkness to catch a glimpse of the furious face of the supposed Horace Hunter. ‘We may speak now,’ said his fellow-traveller, at length; ‘the post-boys can neither see nor hear us.’ ‘That’s not Hunter’s voice!’—thought Alexander, astonished.
On a certain occasion when walking with a friend at Hunter’s Forestall, near Herne Bay, where she and her mother were nursing Gabriel through one of his illnesses, the talk ran upon Shelley’s ‘Skylark,’ a poem which she adored.
Muttering something not very comprehensible about his exertions in the morning, and his inability to drink any more, Paullus arose, delighted to effect his escape on terms so easy, and left the triclinium immediately in quest of his mistress. As he went out, Catiline burst into one of his sneering laughs, and exclaimed, "He is in; by Pan, the hunter’s God! he is in the death-toil already!
For what would he capture at your hunts? It would be fine glory, if such a gentleman, in accordance with the present fashion, should ride out against rabbits! In my time, sir, in hunter’s language, the boar, the bear, the elk, the wolf were known as noble beasts, but beasts without tusks, horns, or claws were left for hired servants or farm labourers.