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Bokwewa was very kind to his brother, and sought to render his days happy. He was ever within the lodge, seeking to have it in readiness against the return of Kwasynd from the hunt. And by following his directions, which were those of one deeply skilled in the chase, Kwasynd always succeeded in returning with a good store of meat.
All these directions were given, as the boy afterwards declared, with entire calmness, and as if he were giving instructions about ordinary business. He soon recovered, broke up his camp, and returned homeward without the usual signs of a winter's hunt." One writer says Colonel Boone went on a trapping excursion up the Grand River.
You can hunt in the park to pass the time; and perhaps the First Consul may yet send for you." However, Madame Bonaparte did not really believe this; for she thought, as I did, although out of kindness she did not wish to say this to me, that the First Consul having changed his mind, and no longer wishing my services on the campaign, had himself given the counter orders.
A team of powerful dogs, an unusually large sledge, and two Indians were at the door. "I bought 'em last night," explained the doctor, "and we're going to leave for the south to-day." "Giving up your hunt?" asked Philip. "No, it's ended," replied McGill in a matter-of-fact way. "It ended at Pierre Thoreau's cabin. Falkner was the third man to work out my experiment."
Now that the monster was dead, the ponies consented to draw somewhat closer; but the boys had to dismount, and hand over their steeds to a cowman when they wished to reach the spot where the victim of the hunt lay. Will, with his camera, was, of course, in evidence. "I wouldn't have missed that for a cookie!" he declared.
Again there was the gleam, quickly masked, in the dealer's eyes. But Larry got it. "How do I know this picture here isn't just an accident? the only one of the sort Mr. Hunt has ever painted, or ever will paint?" cautiously inquired Mr. Graham. "You said you had a second picture. May I see it?" Larry hesitated. But he believed he had the dealer almost "sold"; a little more and Mr.
Bielby smiled as he spoke. He knew that the undergraduates were as likely to "draw" him as boys who hunt a hare are likely to draw a fierce old bear that "dwells among bones and blood." Mr. Bielby's own environment, to be sure, was not of the grisly and mortuary character thus energetically described by the poet His pipe was in his hand.
If Sir John knows that I am thoroughly poor he may give me another little douceur there's no saying." "Oh, mother, mother, you don't know what agony this gives me!" "My poor child, but are not you glad that your little Mummy has got some money? Dear me, Flo, I have been ill since you saw me last. I was almost at death's door, and Dr. Hunt was so kind, coming in two or three times a day.
As each child comes, give her a little stick fixed up like a crook, and tell the children to find the sheep. After the hunt is over, award the child who found the most sheep some little prize. Each may keep the sheep she finds. If the party is in honor of a little boy, change it to "Little Boy Blue," and have horns instead of crooks.
If it be, let our naturalists come to our aid here also, and teach us how to hunt him down and despatch him, with as much respect to the natural decencies which the fact of the external human form would seem still to exact from us, as the circumstances will admit of. Is it the beast, or is it 'the fiend? that is the question.
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