Last of the Mohicans by James Fenimore Cooper, N.C. Wyeth (Illustrator)


Image based on a photograph of James Fenimore ...

Image based on a photograph of James Fenimore Cooper; see also File:James Fenimore Cooper by Brady 1850.jpg (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Last of the Mohicans (Scribner's Illustrated Classics)Last of the Mohicans by James Fenimore Cooper

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

 

The movie is much better than the book, no doubt about that.

 

The illustrated version is available for free download at Gutenberg Project

 

Illustrated by N.C. Wyeth
“Mislike me not for my complexion,
The shadowed livery of the burnished sun.”

 

NEW YORK
CHARLES SCRIBNER’S SONS
1933
Copyright, 1919, by Charles Scribner’s Sons

 

Page 26:

UNCAS SLAYS A DEER
Avoiding the horns of the infuriated animal, Uncas
darted to his side, and passed his knife across the throat

 

Page 66:

THE BATTLE AT GLENS FALLS
Each of the combatants threw all his energies into that
effort, and the result was, that both tottered on the
brink of the precipice

 

Page 114:

THE FIGHT IN THE FOREST
The battle was now entirely terminated, with the exception
of the protracted struggle between Le Renard Subtil and
Le Gros Serpent

 

Page 166:

THE MEETING OF THE GENERALS
As soon as this slight salutation had passed, Montcalm
moved towards them with a quick but graceful step,
baring his head to the veteran, and dropping his spotless
plume nearly to the earth in courtesy

 

Page 214:

THE FLIGHT ACROSS THE LAKE
The scout having ascertained that the Mohicans were
sufficient of themselves to maintain the requisite distance,
deliberately laid aside his paddle, and raised
the fatal rifle

 

Page 250:

THE TERMAGANT
Throwing back her light vestment, she stretched forth
her long skinny arm, in derision

 

Page 268:

THE MASQUERADER
The grim head fell on one side, and in its place appeared
the honest, sturdy countenance of the scout

 

Page 278:

THE LOVERS
Heyward and Alice took their way together towards the
distant village of the Delawares

 

page 320:

THE SUPPLICANT
Cora had cast herself to her knees; and, with hands clenched
in each other and pressed upon her bosom, she remained like
a beauteous and breathing model of her sex

 

 

 

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