Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 315
ces from where westood. Dont stir, I whispered ; thats a pan-ther ! The least movement, and he will make aspring. Menito stood as still as a statue, but I felt hisfinger-nails piercing my skin ; he began to realizeour situation, for even through the gloom of theravine and the intervening branches… … PRICKLY OPOSSlMS, boomed through the glen. Not two instants after-ward, the panther had vanished—a single leap had landed him on the other side of the creek, andwith the second jump he was away and out ofsight among the bowlders of a branch ravine. That was Tommys shot-gun, said I; hefired at the…
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