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Updated: May 8, 2025
They have come to see Lord Nick prepare you for a hole in the ground. And make no mistake: if you are here when he returns that hole will have to be dug unless they throw you out for the claws of the buzzards. In the meantime, our efforts have been wasted completely. I hadn't enough time.
"You're in the dark of the moon, Grimmie! I couldn't make you out but for those horn rimmed head lights." "Welcome to the joy-parlor, old scout." The greetings of the juvenile buzzards varied only in phraseology: their portent was identical: "Open wine." "Poor Mr Grimsby is so ill this afternoon, but sit down and have something with us," volunteered Helene tremulously.
He saw not the shining spring nor the purple moss, nor the ghastly white bones all that the buzzards had left of the dead nor anything, save a solitary Indian standing erect in the glade. There, within range of his rifle, was his great Indian foe, Wingenund. Wetzel sank back into the ferns to still the furious exultations which almost consumed him during the moment when he marked his victim.
These neighbors stood a few moments looking at the mail carrier reflectively while he talked; but fatigue soon began to show itself, and one after another they climbed up and occupied the top rail of the fence, hump-shouldered and grave, like a company of buzzards assembled for supper and listening for the death-rattle. Old Damrell said: "Tha hain't no news 'bout the jedge, hit ain't likely?"
“We would never have found you,” said Huffman, “if we had not run on one of the gang who under the threat of death piloted us here.” “Where is he?” asked Calhoun. “With the boys up with the horses.” “Let him go,” pleaded Calhoun; “but for him I would now have been food for the buzzards.”
It's a long walk from Buzzards Glory to Six Stars, and the road has many chuck-holes. Perry is our man-about-the-valley par excellence, but he is discreet, so it had chanced we met but once at Warden's, and that was on the night when we heard the story of Flora Martin and the famine in India. He knew me still as a friend, and not regarding him as a rival, I treated him as a companion in arms.
Along the shore, in a weedy shallow, the peaceful dabchicks were feeding. Far off on a post toward the middle of the lake stood a cormorant. But I could not keep my eyes long at once in that direction. The dismal swamp had me under its spell, and meanwhile the patient buzzards looked at me. "It is almost time," they said; "the fever will do its work," and I began to believe it.
Two eagles shot across the mouth of the Gap as we neared it, and high beyond buzzards were sailing over Grayson's rhododendron. I went up the ravine with him and I climbed up behind him Grayson going very deliberately and whistling softly. He called down to me when he reached the shelf that looked half-way. "You mustn't come any farther than this," he said.
They have carefully examined the route between the Potomac and the Ohio rivers; between the latter and Lake Erie; between the Alleghany and the Susquehannah; and the routes between the Delaware and the Raritan, Barnstable and Buzzards Bay, and between Boston Harbor and Narraganset Bay.
Tecaughretanego bade his little son bring him a broth which the boy had made with some wildcat bones left by the buzzards near the camp, and when Smith had eaten he rebuked him for his despair, and charged him never again to doubt that God would care for him, because God always cared for those children of his who trusted in him, as the Indians did, while the white men trusted in themselves.
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