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See, sir, he has been hard hit; there is more blood this way as we go on. Ha!" continued Malachi, as he passed by a mound of snow, "here's the wolf-skin he was covered up with; then he is dead or thereabouts, and they have carried him off, for he never would have parted with his skin, if he had had his senses about him." "Yes," observed Martin, "his wound was mortal, that's certain."
It was to have been the Thermopylae of Mormondom but it wasn't general Wells was to have done Leonidas but he didn't. The wild snowstorms have left us and we have thrown our wolf-skin overcoats aside. Certain tribes of far-western Indians bury their distinguished dead by placing them high in air and covering them with valuable furs that is a very fair representation of these mid-air tombs.
He dresses himself in the wolf-skin. The Pow-wow. Its effects upon Sidney. He becomes delirious. Favourable turn in his fever. His health improves. They proceed on their way. The Indian acknowledges himself lost. Encamp for the night. Their journey continued. Singular trees discovered. Preparations for spending the winter.
No special costumes were worn. Each man, as he stepped to the front, divested himself of wolf-skin, deer-skin, boar-skin, or cat-skin mantle, and, perchance, also of his upper coat, and stood forth in attire sufficiently light and simple to leave his limbs unhampered.
We believed that no animals were likely at that season to attack two people; besides, Uncle Mark had purchased a pair of pistols from Jacques Michaud, which he considered would be sufficient for our defence. Accordingly, pocketing our dollars and slinging our wolf-skin knapsacks over our backs, we put on our skates and commenced our journey.
When, a short time afterwards, Mrs Ramsay inquired for him, she found that he had quitted the fort, leaving behind him his bales of peltries, with the exception of the white wolf-skin. "He has taken it to trade with the Indians," observed the factor. "He knows that they value it more than we do."
"Frankly, then, I don't want to carry the weight of the wolf-skin; I should feel like a man buried up to his neck in sand. I dreamed of that the other night, and how a raven that had Quinton Edge's face came and pecked at my eyes." "Then you really don't care," commented Constans, shrewdly. "No; except to have my fair share of the fighting and feasting and, of course, Esmay." Constans laughed.
That night as Keith lay wrapped up in a large wolf-skin robe, he thought much of the stirring scenes which had happened during the day. He saw most plainly the guidance of the Father's hand, and His great over-ruling power. "Because the Saviour bore His cross," he said to himself, "endured agony and shame, a great light has sprung up throughout the world.
I have set my heart on taking home a wolf-skin to that little woman with the black eyes that I've spoken to you about sometimes." "Quite right, young man," said the captain, in an approving tone. "Nothing pleases folk so much as to find that they have been remembered by you when far away.
The sky was not more illimitable than the rugged forest which extended on every hand. "Oh, this is glorious glorious!" said the wife. "Do I own some of this town?" she asked, as they rose to go out. "I reckon you do." "Oh, I'm so glad!" As they stepped out on the platform, a large man in corduroy and wolf-skin faced them like a bandit. "Hello, Ed!" "Hello, Jack! Well, we've found you. My wife, Mr.
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