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02-mohicans_018-1757	James Fenimore Cooper	02-mohicans_018-1757	1757		.txt	text/plain	5542	224	70	Along the sweeping borders of the woods hung a dark cloud of savages, eyeing the passage of their enemies, and hovering at a distance, like vultures who were only kept from swooping on their prey by the presence and restraint of a superior army. It was during these moments of deep silence that the canvas which concealed the entrance to a spacious marquee in the French encampment was shoved aside, and a man issued from beneath the drapery into the open air.	cache/02-mohicans_018-1757.txt	txt/02-mohicans_018-1757.txt