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little of his situation, and hopes, and wants. The woods are but the ears of 
the Almighty, the air is his breath, and the light of the sun is little
more than a glance of his eye.
Farewell, Harry; we may not meet ag'in, but I would wish you never to
treat a furlough, or any other solemn thing that your Christian God has been called 
on to witness, as a duty so light that it may be forgotten according to the wants of 
the body, or even accordin' to the cravings of the spirit." March was now glad 
again to escape. It was quite impossible

that he could enter into the sentiments that ennobled his companion, and he 
broke
away from both

with an impatience that caused him secretly to curse
the folly that could induce a man to rush, as it were, on his own destruction. 
Deerslayer,
on the contrary, manifested no such excitement. Sustained by his
principles, inflexible in the purpose of acting up to them,
and superior to any unmanly apprehension, he regarded all before him as a 
matter of course, and no more thought of making any unworthy
attempt to avoid it, than a Mussulman thinks of counteracting the decrees of 
Providence. He stood calmly on the
shore, listening to the reckless tread with which Hurry betrayed his progress 
through the bushes, shook his head in dissatisfaction at the want of caution, 
and then stepped quietly into his canoe. Before

he dropped the paddle again into the water, the young man gazed about him at the

scene presented

by the star-lit night. This was the
spot where he had first laid his eyes on the beautiful sheet of water on which 
he floated. If it was then glorious in the bright light of a summer's
noon-tide, it was now sad and melancholy under the shadows of night. The 
mountains

rose around it like black barriers to exclude the outer world, and the gleams of pale light that