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Cooper, James Fenimore, 1789-1851

"The Prairie"

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"There!" said the Doctor, pointing into a dense mass of the thicket,
to a spot within fifty feet of that where they both stood. The trapper
turned his look, with perfect composure, in the required direction,
but the instant his practised glance met the object which had so
utterly upset the philosophy of the naturalist, he gave a start
himself, threw his rifle rapidly forward, and as instantly recovered
it, as if a second flash of thought convinced him he was wrong.
Neither the instinctive movement, nor the sudden recollection, was
without a sufficient object. At the very margin of the thicket, and in
absolute contact with the earth, lay an animate ball, that might
easily, by the singularity and fierceness of its aspect, have
justified the disturbed condition of the naturalist's mind. It were
difficult to describe the shape or colours of this extraordinary
substance, except to say, in general terms, that it was nearly
spherical, and exhibited all the hues of the rainbow, intermingled
without reference to harmony, and without any very ostensible design.


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