author - "J Fenimore Cooper"
The Trapper, Who Had Meditated No Violence, Dropped His Rifle Again, And Laughing At The Success Of His Experiment, With Great Seeming Self-Complacency, He Drew The Astounded Gaze Of The Naturalist From The Person Of The Savage To Himself, By Saying-- "The Imps Will Lie For Hours, Like Sleeping Alligators, Brooding Their Deviltries In Dreams And Other Craftiness, Until Such Time As They See Some Real Danger Is At Hand, And Then They Look To Themselves The Same As Other Mortals. But This Is
The Trapper, Who Had Meditated No Violence, Dropped His Rifle Again, And Laughing At The Success Of His Experiment, With Great Seeming Self-Complacency, He Drew The Astounded Gaze Of The Naturalist From The Person Of The Savage To Himself, By Saying-- "The Imps Will Lie For Hours, Like Sleeping Alligators, Brooding Their Deviltries In Dreams And Other Craftiness, Until Such Time As They See Some Real Danger Is At Hand, And Then They Look To Themselves The Same As Other Mortals. But This Is