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Title: The Last of the Mohicans
A Narrative of 1757
Author: James Fenimore Cooper
Illustrator: N. C. Wyeth
Release Date: January 1, 2009 [EBook #27681]
Language: English
Produced by Juliet Sutherland, Greg Bergquist and the
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Transcriber’s Note
The punctuation and spelling from the original text have been faithfully preserved. Only obvious typographical errors have been corrected.
The LAST of the MOHICANS
A NARRATIVE OF 1757
by JAMES FENIMORE COOPER
Illustrated by N.C. Wyeth
"Mislike me not for my complexion,
The shadowed livery of the burnished sun."
NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER'S SONS
1933
Copyright, 1919, by Charles Scribner's Sons
ILLUSTRATIONS
| FACING PAGE | |
| Uncas Slays a Deer | 26 |
| Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat | |
| The Battle at Glens Falls | 66 |
| Each of the combatants threw all his energies into that effort, and the result was, that both tottered on the brink of the precipice | |
| The Fight in the Forest | 114 |
| The battle was now entirely terminated, with the exception of the protracted struggle between Le Renard Subtil and Le Gros Serpent | |
| The Meeting of the Generals | 166 |
| As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm moved towards them with a quick but graceful step, baring his head to the veteran, and dropping his spotless plume nearly to the earth in courtesy | |
| The Flight Across the Lake | 214 |
| The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were sufficient of themselves to maintain the requisite distance, deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised the fatal rifle | |
| The Termagant | 250 |
| Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth her long skinny arm, in derision | |
| The Masquerader | 268 |
| The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout | |
| The Lovers | 278 |
| Heyward and Alice took their way together towards the distant village of the Delawares | |
| The Supplicant | 320 |
| Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like a beauteous and breathing model of her sex |