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The Deerslayer
- Form
- Form Novel
- Year
- Year 1841
- Pages
- Pages 550
The lake has no name yet, only Glimmerglass, and the forest comes down to the water on every side, so still the trees hang upside down in it. THe men who reach that shore have come for scalps, which the colony pays for by the head.
She's in the forest, Judith—hanging from the boughs of the trees, in a soft rain—in the dew on the open grass
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