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           Footbyfoot,theyweredrivenbackfromtheshores,untilI,thatamachiefandasagamore,haveneverseenthesunshinebutthroughthetrees,andhavenevervisitedthegravesof,myfathers!"

           "Gravesbringsolemnfeelingsoverthemind,"returnedthescout,agooddealtouchedatthecalmsufferingofhiscompanion;"andtheyoftenaidamaninhisgoodintentions;though,formyself,Iexpecttoleavemyownbonesunburied,tobleachinthewoods,ortobetornasunderbythewolves.ButwherearetobefoundthoseofyourracewhocametotheirkinintheDelawarecountry,somanysummerssince?"

           "Wherearetheblossomsofthosesummers!—fallen,onebyone:soallofmyfamilydeparted,eachinhisturn,tothelandofspirits.Iamonthehill-top,andmustgodownintothevalley;andwhenUncasfollowsinmyfootsteps,therewillnolongerbeanyofthebloodofthesagamores,formyboyisthelastoftheMohicans."

           "Uncasishere!"saidanothervoice,inthesamesoft,gutturaltones,nearhiselbow;"whospeakstoUncas?"

           Thewhitemanloosenedhisknifeinhisleathernsheath,andmadeaninvoluntarymovementofthehandtowardshisrifle,atthissuddeninterruption;buttheIndiansatcomposed,andwithoutturninghisheadattheunexpectedsounds.

           Atthenextinstant,ayouthfulwarriorpassedbetweenthem,withanoiselessstep,andseatedhimselfonthebankoftherapidstream.