. The hunter and the trapper in North America; or, Romantic adventures in field and forest . more particularly during the night that Iwas haunted by fantastic forms. The stars darted at metheir arrows, the moon showed its teeth; I was cold,—Itrembled,—I felt as if plunged into an ocean of ice; andthe howl of the prairie wolves I mistook for the roar ofwaves and the clash of tempests. ]\Iy blood boiled inmy veins, though my entrails were frozen, as if dcatlihad already paralyzed them. Then I felt iis if I were cloven in twain; my body nolonger existed, and my feet refused to support my limbs. S
. The hunter and the trapper in North America; or, Romantic adventures in field and forest . more particularly during the night that Iwas haunted by fantastic forms. The stars darted at metheir arrows, the moon showed its teeth; I was cold,—Itrembled,—I felt as if plunged into an ocean of ice; andthe howl of the prairie wolves I mistook for the roar ofwaves and the clash of tempests. ]\Iy blood boiled inmy veins, though my entrails were frozen, as if dcatlihad already paralyzed them. Then I felt iis if I were cloven in twain; my body nolonger existed, and my feet refused to support my limbs. Still, I dragged myself along. The torpor which benumbed me jjassed away, everynow and then, under the excitmg influence of hunger andthiist; and then I was torn to pieces with emotions ofrage, and I flung myself upon the gi-ass as if to browseupon it. Still I continued to creep forward; for the intensity ofmy pains was somewhat diminished by motion. By phenomenon, my weakened frame resumed atintervals its vigour and its elasticity under the stimulus A MAGICAL PAXOKAMA. 339.
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