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"It is little that a Red-skin would care to have a physician at his
hurts, while the whoop is ringing in his ears. Patience is a virtue in
an Indian, and can be no shame to a Christian white man. Look at these
hags of squaws, friend Doctor; I have no judgment in savage tempers,
if they are not bloody minded, and ready to work their accursed
pleasures on us all. Now, so long as you keep upon the ass, and
maintain the fierce look which is far from being your natural gift,
fear of so great a medicine may serve to keep down their courage. I am
placed here, like a general at the opening of the battle, and it has
become my duty to make such use of all my force as, in my judgment,
each is best fitted to perform. If I know these niceties, you will be
more serviceable for your countenance just now than in any more
stirring exploits."
"Harkee, old trapper," shouted Paul, whose patience could no longer
maintain itself under the calculating and prolix explanations of the
other, "suppose you cut two things I can name, short off.
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