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Notwithstanding his years, and his look of
emaciation, if not of suffering, there was that about this solitary
being, however, which said that time, and not disease, had laid his
hand heavily on him. His form had withered, but it was not wasted. The
sinews and muscles, which had once denoted great strength, though
shrunken, were still visible; and his whole figure had attained an
appearance of induration, which, if it were not for the well known
frailty of humanity, would have seemed to bid defiance to the further
approaches of decay. His dress was chiefly of skins, worn with the
hair to the weather; a pouch and horn were suspended from his
shoulders; and he leaned on a rifle of uncommon length, but which,
like its owner, exhibited the wear of long and hard service.
As the party drew nigher to this solitary being, and came within a
distance to be heard, a low growl issued from the grass at his feet,
and then, a tall, gaunt, toothless, hound, arose lazily from his lair,
and shaking himself, made some show of resisting the nearer approach
of the travellers.


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