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The unusual sounds were unequivocally though still faintly
audible. The youth and his female companion had made several hurried,
and vacillating conjectures concerning their nature, when a current of
the night air brought the rush of trampling footsteps, too sensibly,
to their ears, to render mistake any longer possible.
"I am right!" said the bee-hunter; "a panther is driving a herd before
him; or may be, there is a battle among the beasts."
"Your ears are cheats," returned the old man, who, from the moment his
own organs had been able to catch the distant sounds, stood like a
statue made to represent deep attention:--"the leaps are too long for
the buffaloe, and too regular for terror. Hist! now they are in a
bottom where the grass is high, and the sound is deadened! Ay, there
they go on the hard earth! And now they come up the swell, dead upon
us; they will be here afore you can find a cover!"
"Come, Ellen," cried the youth, seizing his companion by the hand,
"let us make a trial for the encampment.


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