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id: 32685
author: Geier, Chester S.
title: Cold Ghost
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sentence: 449
flesch: 91
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  It was a rotten time for Cahill to have taken sick, Hager fumed. If Hager were simply to delay in reaching the settlement, Cahill would die as surely as though from the thrust of a knife or the impact of a bullet.


id: 38279
author: Murray, W. H. H. (William Henry Harrison)
title: How John Norton the Trapper Kept His Christmas
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words: 18877
sentence: 710
flesch: 78
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summary:
  The shanty sartinly looked open enough the last time I fetched the trail past the clearin', and though with the help of the moss and the clay in the bank she might make it comfortable, yit, ef the vagabond that be her husband has forgot his own, and desarted them, as Wild Bill said he had, I doubt ef there be victuals enough in the shanty to keep them from starvin'. What is it, Wild Bill?


id: 21491
author: Kingston, William Henry Giles
title: The Trapper's Son
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words: 28227
sentence: 1191
flesch: 79
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  Yet the heart of young Laurence was not hardened, nor altogether debased. After travelling severe days, young Laurence, though he had partially recovered, again felt ready to give way.


id: 28098
author: Murray, W. H. H. (William Henry Harrison)
title: Holiday Tales: Christmas in the Adirondacks
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words: 29948
sentence: 1180
flesch: 79
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summary:
  It was a wonderful shot, John Norton, and I would take just such another tramp as I have had, to see you do it again, old man. Do you think there is any chance, old man? queried Bill, earnestly.


id: 9649
author: Leslie, Lawrence J.
title: With Trapper Jim in the North Woods
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words: 34544
sentence: 2032
flesch: 90
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summary:
  And yet before three days went by Steve had been induced to taste the musquash, as Trapper Jim prepared them, and found the dish so good that afterwards his tin pannikin was shoved forward for a second helping as often as any of the others. Eager to indulge in a hunt, with the dim prospect of bringing home a fine deer, Steve had begged Trapper Jim to let him go.


id: 21462
author: Kingston, William Henry Giles
title: The Frontier Fort Or, Stirring Times in the North West Territory of British America
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words: 34793
sentence: 1440
flesch: 75
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summary:
  Captain Mackintosh, after reflecting, agreed to send five of his men, under the orders of Le Brun, to protect Mr Harvey's station, for he guessed that, without the prospect of booty, notwithstanding their threats, the Blackfeet would not venture to attack it, even though opposed by so small a number; for, if successful, they would gain but little, and would be certain to lose several men. Hector, who was now curvetting over the prairie on a tough little mustang, had been at school at Toronto, whence he was returning to rejoin his father, Captain Mackintosh, now a chief officer, or factor, in charge of Fort Duncan, a Company's post to the south-west, situated on the borders of the Blackfeet territory.


id: 21694
author: Ballantyne, R. M. (Robert Michael)
title: The Prairie Chief
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words: 53906
sentence: 2370
flesch: 78
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summary:
  It may be well to explain at once that Big Tim, who was the only son of Little Tim, had such a decided preference for the tongue of his white father, that he had taught it to his bride, and refused to converse with her in any other, though he understood the language of his mother Brighteyes quite as well as English. His daughter Softswan is a chicken-hearted squaw; and her husband Big Tim is a skunk--so is Little Tim his father.


id: 32465
author: Marsh, George
title: The Whelps of the Wolf
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words: 63500
sentence: 3558
flesch: 87
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summary:
  The muscles of Jean Marcel set, tense as wire cables, as he watched for a hostile movement from the Huskies, silenced by his shout. And one day, with the spring, returned Jean Marcel from his camp on the Ghost, the northernmost tributary of the Great Whale to the bald ridge, where, in March, he had seen the sun glitter on a broad expanse of level snow unbroken by trees, in the hills to the north.


id: 45690
author: Grinnell, George Bird
title: Jack the Young Trapper: An Eastern Boy's Fur Hunting in the Rocky Mountains
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sentence: 3827
flesch: 85
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  Jack knew, of course, that he had startled the duck from her nest, and that her pretense of being wounded was only a ruse to draw him away from her precious eggs, and looking down on the spot from which she had sprung he saw something white, and pushing aside the reeds with his hand, saw a mass of pale gray down and feathers, and when he had parted this with his fingers, he saw beneath it half a dozen smooth, cream-colored eggs. Before long Hugh declared that enough sticks had been cut, and then, going to the tops of the trees which had been cut down, he cut a number of stakes about eight feet long, which he sharpened at one end, Mr. Clifford and Jones helping him in this work.


id: 43473
author: Aimard, Gustave
title: The Trappers of Arkansas; or, The Loyal Heart
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words: 89409
sentence: 4468
flesch: 77
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  Because I wish you to partake of something I have prepared for you before you mount on horseback; you cannot refuse me, can you, dear uncle? she said, with that coaxing smile of spoilt children which delights the hearts of old men. But, Belhumeur asked, is it today--do you say, old man, that she is to be burnt? Yes. Is there still time, then? Alas!


id: 7087
author: Thompson, Daniel P. (Daniel Pierce)
title: Gaut Gurley; Or, the Trappers of Umbagog: A Tale of Border Life
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words: 125521
sentence: 3621
flesch: 61
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  You are the good woman of the house?--the wife of the new settler?--the mother of Mr. Claud Elwood? asked the stranger girl, pausing between each interrogatory, till she had received an affirmative nod from Mrs. Elwood. Fluella say, wish Mr. Phillips and Mr. Claud Elwood good time.


id: 27980
author: Reid, Mayne
title: Wood Rangers: The Trappers of Sonora
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sentence: 6337
flesch: 76
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summary:
  Yours, young man! continued the trapper, in a tone of rude cordiality. And you, young man, continued Don Estevan, addressing himself to Tiburcio, who stood at some distance apart, you will also partake of our hospitality? Tiburcio by a sign accepted the invitation, and approached the fire.


