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Made in the mould, Of Old Iroquois bold, Mocassin, the Queen of Kentucky. Ikey indeed had found his horse at last; and she was American Old Kentucky to the core. It was said that Chukkers had discovered her on one of his trips home.
"I'll do it in dollars twice over." "Thank you," said the scribe. Third Question. What price Mocassin? The name was received with groans. "Sevens if Chukkers rides," cried the cherub. "Tens if he don't." The answer was received with jeers. "Chukkers not ride!" "O' course he'll ride!" "He always has ridden her here and in the States and in Australia!"
"It's only an owld mocassin," said Larry, plucking the object from the snow as he spoke; "some Injun lad has throw'd it away for useless." "Hand it here," said Robin, re-lighting his pipe, which had gone out. Larry tossed the mocassin to his leader, who eyed it carelessly for a moment. Suddenly he started, and, turning the mocassin over, examined it with close and earnest attention.
And beautiful she looked, with her long tresses falling into the water. Chaskè was delighted to find her. "Why did you leave me?" called he. "I should have died of grief if I had not found you." "Did I not tell you that I could not live like the Dahcotah women?" replied Mocassin Flower. "You need not have watched me to find out what I eat.
The plant has a bulbous root, and in the month of April sends up its single, nodding, yellow-spotted flowers; they grow in large beds, where the ground is black, moist and rich, near creeks on the edge of the forest." "Do you know any other pretty flowers, nurse?" "The most curious is the mocassin flower.
Wanting the pliancy of movement given to it by the light mocassin, the booted foot of the young officer, despite of all his precaution, fell heavily to the ground, producing such a rustling among the dried leaves, that, had an Indian ear been lurking any where around, his approach must inevitably have been betrayed.
He felt as he had felt when as a Lower Boy at Eton the Captain of the Boats had spoken to him a swimming in the eyes, a brimming of the heart, a gulping at the throat. "Is that Mocassin?" he called to the lad riding the mare. "That's the Queen o' Kentucky, sir," replied the other cockily. "Never was beaten, and never will be given fair play." "Done your gallop?" "Half an hour since."
Suddenly, however, a change passed over his features. The mocassin of the officer had evidently attracted his attention, and he now demanded, in a more serious and imperative tone, "Ha! what means this disguise? Who is the wretch whom I have slain, mistaking him for a nobler victim; and how comes it that an officer of the English garrison appears here in the garb of a servant?
It was a wild, forsaken road, now winding through dreary pine barrens, where the wind whispered mournfully, and now over log causeways, through long cypress swamps, the doleful trees rising out of the slimy, spongy ground, hung with long wreaths of funeral black moss, while ever and anon the loathsome form of the mocassin snake might be seen sliding among broken stumps and shattered branches that lay here and there, rotting in the water.
They were coated with ice; the thick German socks were like sheaths of iron half-way to the knees; and the mocassin strings were like rods of steel all twisted and knotted as by some conflagration. For a moment he tugged with his numbed fingers, then, realizing the folly of it, he drew his sheath-knife. But before he could cut the strings, it happened. It was his own fault or, rather, his mistake.
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