. The deerslayer : or, The first war-path, a tale . een indulged, in connexion with this chest, while her ownhad been disregarded; and she was not sorry to possess anopportunity of being placed on a level with her less gifted sis-ter, in this one particular. It appearing to be admitted allround that the inquiry into the contents of the chest ought tobe renewed, Deerslayer proceeded to remove the second cover-ing of canvas. The articles that lay uppermost, when the curtain was againraised on the secrets of the chest, were a pair of pistols,curiously inlaid with silver. Their value would have be
. The deerslayer : or, The first war-path, a tale . een indulged, in connexion with this chest, while her ownhad been disregarded; and she was not sorry to possess anopportunity of being placed on a level with her less gifted sis-ter, in this one particular. It appearing to be admitted allround that the inquiry into the contents of the chest ought tobe renewed, Deerslayer proceeded to remove the second cover-ing of canvas. The articles that lay uppermost, when the curtain was againraised on the secrets of the chest, were a pair of pistols,curiously inlaid with silver. Their value would have been con-siderable in one of the towns, though as weapons, in the woods,they were a species of arms seldom employed; never, indeed,unless it might be by some officer from Europe, who visited thecolonies, as many were then wont to do, so much impressedwith the superiority of the usages of London, as to fancy theywere not to be laid aside on the frontiers of America. Whatoccurred on the discovery of these weapons, will appear in thesucceeding E It S L A Y E R . 235 CHAPTER XIII. An oaken, broken, elbow chair ;A candle-cup without an ear ;A battered, shattered, ash bedstead ;A box of deal without a lid;A pair of tongs, but out of joint;A back-sword poker, without point:A dish which might good meat afford once;An Ovid, and an old Concordance. Dean Swifts Inventory. No sooner did Deerslayer raise the pistols, than he turned tothe Delaware, and held them up for his admiration. Child gun, said the Serpent, smiling, while he handled oneof the instruments as if it had been a toy. Not it, Sarpent; not it. Tis made for a man, and wouldsatisfy a giant if rightly used. But stop ; white men are remark-able for their carelessness in putting away fire-arms in chists andcorners. Let me look if care has been given to these. As Deerslayer spoke, he took the weapon from the hand ofhis friend and opened the pan. The last was filled with prim-ing, caked like a bit of cinder, by time, moistur
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