The White Stone Cause

The White Stone Cause

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1846 edition. Excerpt: ...Oh," said Richard, gasping out the word with a mighty effort, " I was only staring at that Indian yonder, who stands as if he were tinned into stone. Is he a friend of yours '? " Isaonie, in truth, was standing against a tree, the very picture of horror and astonishment. His eyes were 'almost starting from his head, his lips were slightly parted, while his breath seemed momentarily to have ceased its action. In the lovely Amy Wilson, in the girl he had solemnly covenanted with the negro to watch over and protect, he had recognised the original of the supposed vision in the forest. It was so. While half-asleep, Amy had happened on the tired warrior, and flying in her terror and alarm, had vanished so rapidly as to cause in the Indian a belief that she was a spirit of the air. He now felt the scales removed from his eyes. It was la child of the pale-faces with whom he had so suddenly fallen in love. Strange thoughts came over the Indian's soul. She was in his power, for within a short distance was the camp of his companions, and Isaonie, without moving, resolved in his mind how to aot. Blinded by passion as he was, his course was very simple. Meanwhile Job, in answer to hurried questions from Amy, and listened to with bewildered astonishment by Richard Seaton, recounted the events of the day. He told how he went down to the stream to angle, how he caught several fish, how he was more than once disturbed by a rustling in the bushes, which, however, he paid no serious attention to, and then he added "Me berry wrong, for dere war a needcessity for ebery caution. I war intending to a big varmint ob a fish, when I hearn a rustling. I no turn, for de fish was jist a gwine to bite. I hook de fish, and den--..".show more

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  • Paperback | 24 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 1mm | 64g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • Miami Fl, United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236487419
  • 9781236487414