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" I was alone, three hundred miles from home, without bread, meat, or food of any kind; fire and fishing tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them on the ashes. "
A History of Travel in America: Being an Outline of the Development in Modes ... - Page 314
by Seymour Dunbar - 1915
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The Leather Stocking Tales, Volume 4

James Fenimore Cooper - 1876 - 536 pages
...I caught trout in the brook, and roasted them on the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew on the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in...watch-coat, nothing but the melancholy wilderness about me. In this way I explored the country, formed my plans of future settlements, and meditated...
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The Pioneers, Or, The Sources of the Susquehanna: A Descriptive Tale

James Fenimore Cooper - Frontier and pioneer life - 1884 - 540 pages
...I caught trout in the brook, and roasted them on the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew on the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in...watch-coat, nothing but the melancholy wilderness about me. In this way I explored the country, formed my plans of future settlements, and meditated...
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James Fenimore Cooper

William Branford Shubrick Clymer - Literary Criticism - 1900 - 186 pages
...FESIMOEE COOPEE 3 alone, three hundred miles from home, without bread, meat, or food of any kind. . . . My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of...nothing but the melancholy wilderness around me." At the outlet of Otsego Lake, the source of the Susquehanna, where for a century Indian traders had...
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American History Told by Contemporaries ...

Albert Bushnell Hart - United States - 1901 - 702 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook, and roasted them on the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of...watch-coat, nothing but the melancholy Wilderness around nv In this way I explored the country, formed my plans of future settlement, and meditated upon the...
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The Old New York Frontier: Its Wars with Indians and Tories; Its Missionary ...

Francis Whiting Halsey - New York (State) - 1901 - 498 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them on the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in my watch coat, nothing but the melancholy wilderness around me. In this way I explored the country, formed...
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The Old New York Frontier: Its Wars with Indians and Tories; Its Missionary ...

Francis Whiting Halsey - New York (State) - 1901 - 492 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them on the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in my watch coat, nothing but the melancholy wilderness around me. In this way I explored the country, formed...
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New England and Its Neighbors

Country life - 1902 - 424 pages
...inhabitant. " I was alone," he says, three hundred miles from home, without bread, meat, or food of any kind. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of...nothing but the melancholy wilderness around me." Yet the pleasant landscape, the fertility of the soil, and the fact that an estate here was his for...
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The Legends and Traditions of a Northern County

James Fenimore Cooper - Cooperstown (N.Y.) - 1921 - 286 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them in the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in my watch coat, nothing but the melancholy Wilderness around me. In this way I explored the country, formed...
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The Deerslayer

James Fenimore Cooper - 1927 - 554 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them in the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of the waters. I laid me down to sleep in my watch coat, nothing but the wilderness around me. In this way I explored the country, formed my plans...
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The Deerslayer

James Fenimore Cooper - Bumppo, Natty (Fictitious character) - 1927 - 554 pages
...tackle were my only means of subsistence. I caught trout in the brook and roasted them in the ashes. My horse fed on the grass that grew by the edge of the witters. I laid me down to sleep in my watch coat, nothing but the wilderness around me. In this way...
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